i saw a ghost deer float across the road like
steam rising
it fit inside the palm of my hand and i didn’t blink
the pond makes a sound in winter it opens
and closes like tiny birds chirping
i imagine the rings of saturn as a forest of a
thousand bonfires burning
mercury has no sound but lay your soft ear to its skin
and feel the quakes vibrate
i’m scared sometimes or i feel shame
i love and i’m loved
i’m not trying to say everything but everything is circling
when i was a baby trees grew up
around me
i didn’t see them