Serpentine

This ol’ desert Burned me down To ashes and smoke Every sliver of hope Fell out of my grasp Then with her monsoonal magic She slowly began rebuilding me Dust in my DNA Creosote in my marrow My spine, ocotillo Stretching in the transformative sun Reaching out to the turquoise sky above Buried my bones in the dirt at night My hair was a golden grassland Bending to the winds As they moved through me Changed Forever To the point that I can’t escape her And I’m pretty sure I never want to Left the old me To decay in the sun Ashes to ashes Dust to dust Living to shed my skin Serpentine