With no notice or explanation
We’ve ruthlessly fired our former selves
And have closed the position.
Nudging the sky
Or punching the ground,
We refused to fight the everyday.
We freed our feet from the creek bed,
Touched our toes to our foreheads,
Broke the surface
And violently filled our lungs.
Unbeknownst to us,
Our minds were unmemorizing numbers
Our skin and hair was renouncing its code
Our eyes were sharpening and resharpening
With each flicker of the fire.
On orange strands in darkness
On primitive and peripheral fears
On blue on blue on sparkling blue.
And so we went.
To raise a child under a warmer sun
To watch wind over sand
With a bird in our chest
And sweat over dust on our skin.
