AMANDA EMILIO

@sun_spotsss

Ouroboros

Go by feeling
go by the jagged breaks
in a poem
sit by the thin wire of light
slowly tracing the room
come up with a plan
and behold yourself
as if you are yourself
making what you can out of the scatter
of stars warm and freshly lit
by hands with visible rivers of blue
by morning
by sun-fall
by the last bell tolled
in yesterday’s quivering
shadow.

Earth rises to the sound

Of radio waves

Entering a small abandoned church

Where faith clings to tired rafters

Bowed from one too many tired prayers

Dawn cuts like a jewel between the stained glass

A phantom cloaking emptied pews

No dirt is scrubbed from any statue’s somber face

And it’s because of this that Earth has a duty to uphold

Her womb, her constant sacrifice:

Bird flight

Insect song

Slivers of sun dancing like small flames

Behind the watery dim

Of pines at dusk.

Amanda Emilio is a musician & poet from Long Island, NY. Her poems have been published in Overgrowth, antonym, shoegaze literary and others.