eyes opened wide
I have journeyed
past all imaginings
to the deep spaces
where tempests of longing
warp the fabric of my reality
sending me reeling
tumbling
falling
I have made you up
a thousand times
miracle of never
even with eyes closed
I see you
still

making fruit salad

my lifeline glows

in mango juice

I imagine

deep and auspicious meanings

magically

wielding the knife

the orangy liquid

runs down and wraps

around my wrist

to the pulse point

a sacrificial bracelet

the moment of dreams

passes

and I

drop the mango pieces

into cold

stainless steel