The summer sun rises through the vertebrae
It flows across my tongue and
break my teeth
I spit gold and bright hallucinations
Turquoise copper set
Dip the rosemary in
The opaque color blurs the
Globe surface. breathe in the water
Trace hands through the dead end
changes in the world
The moon comes out clean.
light travels down the column
Impregnate the clavicle
It radiates umami Sonoran dream.
Photo by Frankie Lopez