Ali Project

if i am
a faint blue flower
is my body a flower that's opening broadly?

the robins are sleeping together
holding onto the thorn
the red, red blood is being poured
into the delicious nectar
the moon is bathing brilliantly
the prime time is being stopped
like a prayer, like a curse
singing at the opened flower

so it seems like that
and am i in the fullness of bloom?
if i am not able to ask

if i am
a flower blooming in wildness
will my heart struggle to your roots?

in the deep earth
how many corpses will i count?
darkness is dying the impure night
i am completely poor and completely stuck
the scarlet stalk will continue to rise
i am continuing to look for the hiding place of light
like a heavenly nymph, like a beast
this place where i fall is my grave and i know it

to the extent of until that
and will i want love?
if i am not able to ask

the branch will return and the leaves will ooze
my body can not compete with my crucifixion
the moon is brilliantly lying dormant
i am a rose, i am a woman
like a curse, like a prayer
the hidden secrets are fragrant while inflamed

and even like that
will i come to live?
while i ask