Poem: Matter
Linger here.
This body with its
sagging skin and thinning hair.
Milk it.
Milk every precious moment
of matter-ing.
Let life matter.
Matter yourself
into this moment.
Matter yourself
into every single
breath, blink, and sigh.
Only your heart can give the blessing
that makes every speck of dust
sacred,
every ant, fly, and maggot
a magnificent miracle.
Only your heart
can bless
this messy circus
into technicolor wonderment.