Doubly Bubbly by Laura Thorne
Am I asleep on the floor
At the feet of the goddess of doors?
The moon would digress more than love
Can endure; I defer to the spirit of mud
To vomit a spring, from its toes, worth a bud…
If she came to bloom, and galaxies above.
and focuses on crocus
galaxy above
if she came to blooms,
the moons would digress-es more than love-s
can endures;
worth buds…
to vomits springs, from its toe,
I defers to the spirits of muds
am I asleep on the floors
at the foot of the goddesses of door?
