I want to become the earth
I want to lie down on a bed of crisp leaves
Close my eyes and slip
Inside the dank scent of rot
Let the wind blow over me
Lift my skirt
Tickle my thighs
Sigh against my ear as dark finger-like roots caress me
Take my hands, break me down, pull me under
For eternity
I want a tree to sprout from my chest
I want a sapling to use my heart for its food
Reach for the sun
With what’s left of my love inside it
Touch the sky like I never could
Won’t you please?
Lean toward light
Whisper my secrets among the lattice of branches above my bones
Ground and center here in my rich remains
Take me now