when you pass your arm through a wall
pulling out crumbling cake bricks
and sinew
frightful sight
wide, marble expanse mausoleum
these were your rooms
this has been only a dream
your wings touch the ceiling
butterfly
you would prefer feathers
or fire or ice
a wine and a feast
shoved down and haunted
in this echo chamber of a heart
sometimes filled with dagger wounds
or rocks of anger
what are you looking for, the barren?
Plato's cave?
a lie?
or water, and a child
your child
life
pulling out crumbling cake bricks
and sinew
frightful sight
wide, marble expanse mausoleum
these were your rooms
this has been only a dream
your wings touch the ceiling
butterfly
you would prefer feathers
or fire or ice
a wine and a feast
shoved down and haunted
in this echo chamber of a heart
sometimes filled with dagger wounds
or rocks of anger
what are you looking for, the barren?
Plato's cave?
a lie?
or water, and a child
your child
life