To believe, convinced I was a dragon's scale

Waiting for an earthly treasure– it will not come

To believe, convinced I was a dragon’s scale

Entering the myth of someone’s silver phoenix

Beaded curtain rarity life tied up
Grandma's doctor is always drunk
Grandma, reluctant at the wrong beach

Diagnoses herself with cherries

Sand in toes get caught on a vein

An ancestral scratch

Fingering the rain puddle splashing

This image and this sound of you

‘Til its real death, egg tart death

Baked death insomnia

The pigs and the wishing is loud

The white or red silk cloud

Her sun keeps chasing away

The other shadows she is meeting

Leaving only her shadow

With the sun