[Slow.]

From beneath the earth,
a base of carbon is
ready for the sweeping
heat and cold, overflowing
for the ones diving

Flaring, flickering
its core
is its own radiance
its smoke, forming
its own clouds, own sky

They said, art
calls to
its own likeness, art

A well that’s full to the brim
gushing with thoughts and dreams
The secret shrouded in fervent eyes.

A well that’s reflective
in ancient divinity and wisdom
The comfort in embraces, words unsaid

A well remaining within me
Multiple realities, seed of all words and form
The fate that captures my essence, overtaken

They said, it’s daring and
Crosses over the shades of society

In here, my breath runs thin
Tireless and unending, in likeness
I’ll dive its breadth, its depth