Winding

Winding 6/17

There’s that scene in that movie
where this kid films a plastic bag
floating and it seems alive and
it seems tragic somehow and you
want to cry over nothing

This is a tree falling into the road
splintering into small spears that
may as well be glass this is a
glimpse at that secret world that lies
just beneath the surface

It’s a Buddha of gold covered in
plaster for centuries only to be sprayed
with water and broken open geode-like
there is the bag and the inside
of the bag filling with breath

It is a jellyfish in deep water
becoming the only source of light
it is the unseen made real
finding out your ancestors were
hung as witches