As darkness is my shelter
I shall not want.
It leads me deep into
the bones of men.
As darkness is my shelter
I find the knees of my mother
Among the stairways of stars,
My father's forehead
Among the blind sisters who sing
Behind
the sunset.
I find my eyes
In the dim
Thigh of the dew
And I fall among shadows
forever.
Weightless as the dying moth
And the dusk leads me
Into the eye of the owl,
My poems bright rats
Sliding in the rivers
of wet grass.
I love the snakes who hunt at night
Awakened by the cooling earth
And who emerge,
Slick genital faces
From the dark
mouth