walking through the forest, getting lost among trees, sun hid behind branches, stepped into a pool of maggots.
ground shook with my heart, as the boots sank, i caught a glance, a temple with fire, lifeline in my grasp.
i sat on its steps, why is it blue? crawled up the stairs, to have a peek.
this goddess had no wings, she had no halo. she walked on this land, caressing trees with her fingers, above those withered leaves. the bass was perfect, and i said, “i want to ask you out for a cup of coffee.”