suffering” / ask if mine

ever paid off / was it

ever worth it? I 

didn’t answer just /

let the wind / howl

instead / didn’t

speak

just trained /

my eyes to the hill /

side the hill /

locks the mountain’s /

mouth moon-lit dancing /

with dips in /

the frame when walking a /

cross the water / my torrential /

wandering eye / I

lace fingers for rain /

begging at altars of /

stomaching sun /

birthed nebulas of glittered /

bloated bop lines the

habitual grasping for / language I’m / sorry I’m / so sorry I

missed out / apologized

for this scrawl

invoking the planetary / it does

not suit her

I’m Lot’s wife

stuck frozen 

for years now

there in this / salt pillar

the ants / mine me their /

queen receives / memories of her as my /

visions / there’s temples / for this want now /

in my chest / or what / would be my

chest if /

the ants knew what

a / chest was