When I came home from the country side
I found a flower the size of my body
lying on the bed. And orange bright cosmo.
That’s how beautiful it was. It was. And
I turned to see a different large flower
on each piece of furniture. Laying with
peace. In my house. My home, the place
where I live is delicate. And I grow.
I dig my feet down into the hardwood
floor, which is now soil. Are you in
the soil with me, that sings?