a story to be told
has an ending in the skies
you should listen to it with eyes closed
when a friend drew it in her mind
listening to it like somewhat blind
she saw the rings of Saturn
and thought she saw herself in lavender green
somewhere wading in a stream with bare thighs

when i first heard this story
i was in the mountains
listening to faint echoes of my voice in vast open spaces
i closed my eyes to see
a child in army uniform trapped inside a bubble
trying to prick it with a bent spear
and shying away from his reflection on its walls
scared of hurting its body double