A Poem to Mother

Gracefully licking the inside of my mouth
I stare into a world of existence in-between

Shapes and colors exist as the outline
Space is the objective

Worlds melt away
Days turn to nebulas in this light and dark born sky

Hearts stop
Ants grow into apes
Everyone has an exoskeleton

Listen
Do you hear the calls of ancestral wisdom
Or is the neighbor yelling again?

Mother is licking my ears
Turning me
Calling me
Playing her song, telling me the truth

"What is out is in and what you see is an illusion,"
She says, "We are all one."

I feel solar flares inside my knees
I feel thunder in my eyelids
Comets whip me with their tails
Stars are born and collapse under my breath

If I shall eat the truth will my neighbor see it inside my stomach?
I want my neighbor to know
I want you all to know

copyright 2008-Spencer Hodgson