Siegfried in Flight
2023
Dream of swiftness
Of flashing across the vault above like any heavenly body
Of shaming the oaks below with the spectacle of a hazy, black train
Of sensing the lifetimes passing each time I, blinking, form the world anew
Dream of lightness
Of scooping the marrow from the bones and burn it
Of growing wings and shiny golden plumage
Of sweeping cloud signs with wittled fingertips and never knowing the weight of utterance
Dream of being dreamt
Of plucking a thousand eyes a day from as many rabbits of my choosing
Of sipping from their open hearts
And bathing in the carnage
A son of gods, a father of myths