fall into the well"like a fairytale
trying to find constellations buried in the earth
upside down
Calliope and Orion shake their heads, withdraw their silver fingers;
they say, you always look to the wrong thing in the wrong place
looking down and back
instead of up and forward
let’s be honest, the well of despondence is
never far away from you.
I am taken aback, fall backwards in a three-inch deep puddle.
hide my face.
They are correct in their summation.
But it is love that wraps its arms around
me and prevents my leap
From
the edge
of the ledge.
turns me on my back
so I can see the stars.