I ask God the mouth the mountain holy
snow where does the rain go in desert
yellow enunciation of healing the sand warm
fingers pressed against a forehead as
firmament or a ruse I’m just saying it’s easy
in growing old to live confused
(originally published in Little Rose Magazine, Winter 2018)
emotive. I am pleased that you shared it.
Here is another similar:
https://soon.school.blog/2019/08/26/a-poem-sandsoul/