Eli

I stumbled into being, a three legged beast
My hands outstretched like tentacles to
Comfort, correct, caress
I fell with a reverberating thump into the dust
Ringing through by ribs 
Small men with ropes greatening my burden

I went to sleep with a tooth in my mouth,
And woke up with it out
The world was warm and fuzzy,
And my family sat around
They said it was almost time
To go, to go, to go,
And I sat up from the day
To start the night above

Bright lines
On slate grey
Plaster crunches under
No ones feet.
Walls proclaim
In red, blue, yellow
Words that mean a lot
To a person out there
“Spine”
“Breadwinner”
“Gold”
Or maybe just
A name.
“Meg!”

The grass-dancers only know each other
Their music is translated through the soles of their feet
And the tips of their fingers
And everyone else is old news
The only thing left undiscovered
Is how hair can bounce and legs can