Allie Marini – Poetry

WE ARE INVINCIBLE AND INFINITE WHEN IT IS STORMING

breathing is threading  the eye of a needle
        sky
        upon star
        upon land
I am not sky am not star

threads masquerading as lightening,
needles, we two hidden in the haystack.

clovergrasses a mattress, waiting for the strikes
        land
        upon pins
        upon threads
I am not light am not cloud

hayseeds our pillows, the sky’s stars to cover
harlequins, we two masquerading in the lightening.

bedding is rolling out the barn doors,
        threads
        upon bales
        upon clouds
you are not light are not sound

needles masquerading as fallen gods, pricks through the night skies
stars, we two written like old myths.

storming is winding the bobbin
        land
        beneath sky
        beneath star
I am not rain am not cloud

spools masquerading as electrical forces,  thunders down the rafters.
needles, we two, hidden in the hallelujah.

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