Bare Your Neck To Heaven
This is the axis upon which your existence spins, widdershins The world plummets onto the expanse of your back and you crumble under its weight Knees buckling, lungs burning, screaming, gasping for air But you do not let it fall Mountains burrow their snowy peaks into your skin Oceans roll past your shoulder, spilling briny rivers to mingle with your veins A sleepy valley tucks into your nape and crushes flowers against your flushed vessel…