Evergreen Punch
Go
Seek the soil in your oil,
Its seeping out,
Pushing in
It struggles, the from the tip of his nose
Its not enough
It burns
Let it push
The soil people
Their windows,
They fill every room
They want to return
Clay and Jay,
They’ve left the road behind
Pulled by those soil people living at the very tip-most surface,
Hiding in the wings
They’ll forget what concrete smells like
Is that evergreen stench to punch it now,
Each crack and crumble they
See in three directions
In three directions far from here, so far away,
But it crawls up the
Kitchen walls in this
House of collections
His bottomless hobby
Collecting dust in their over-use
No divine dichotomies here,
Just russets and moss
China doll and instruction
Creatures crumble in jars
Hollow tokens of a faded diorama
Of a home built into the crannies and crevasse
And they follow us with their empty eye sockets
Will and throught
The soil people scream to these
Maggot museums
The dead creatures are unmoved by their soily plight
“They know” the corpse vibrates
We want to return.
We want to return.
We’re calmly letting you know.
But we also think you should sleep outside tonight.
We’ll be there,
You’ll never find us,
While we’re hunting light
You’ll hear the cutting soil in the distance,
Miles off,
bouncing thigh to thigh
we’re racing skins,
we wear the winds on our backs
rising higher where
Zephyrs give chase,
After a barb, something about
bowing to sofas and dancing
with doorways.
We came here, seething ecotone
Now, we burn salt lick
Pore and pit
Our panting laughter scatters out
Races back
“You’re home” it sings
in whispering monotone
“You’ll be leaving soon”
Wandering back, careful, falling foot,
For what you find is not ours
Soft and wet, the soil is re-cycled out
To play between our toes,
To wash them out
Of biting cold
Rush of tears,
Sweat and tears
In a mountains valley of hearts
Run sweet mouth water
Stars Stars Star families of fairies
Filling the skies
An overused icon
The fairy
We know them not and they gave their exodus
Centuries ago
And happily forgot us
Who forgot first