changing

the sky is fire the sky
like flesh aflame burns desire
sky on fire burns like flesh
burns like desire
the sky is fire

heart whose wings
find roots in death whose wings
root in farewells watered
by tears wells of sadness and sadness
is a well with salty feathers
wings made of crystal tears

i do not know the name
for forgotten dreams i do not
understand my name scattered
etched into a changing sea
i cannot remember the name
of the sea that i forgot
when sea becomes flesh