a council of beasts

a council

of consciousness

resides within

and out

.

your eye twitch

the goosebumps

from joy

and sadness

.

the itch of your

scalp

palms

feet

throat

.

synchronicities and signs from

nature

music

strangers

cycles

.

all speak to the

unity

of love and self and others

and

.

oh my gawd

I want to

unleash this beast

within

.

it scratches at

my anahata with claws

made of scissors and silk

ribbon to stitch it all up

.

fucking love you

crawl out of my skin

love you

.

that’s the friction

that jitter

that cheese grater

against your organs

.

it’s the beast

of your soul

waiting to howl at the

fool/full moon

.

to hunt the desires

and bring them home

for supper

or a trophy

to be celebrated on the mantel

.

let it out

you are free

we are free

.

the dream ends with the

earth shaman

giving you a box

that you…

put in your heart

swallow down

to your stomach

.

the earth shaman removes it and

places it inside your head

down through the crown

your sahasrara

into the middle of your skull

between the ajnas

.

… the last thing you write is

“When the box opens, I’m ready. I’ll know.”