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
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