I laid aback my spine, the bark of a fig one lazy noontide and set voyage…

I laid aback my spine, the bark of a fig one lazy noontide

and set voyage moons beyond and sands bygone

I laid bare my breasts to the windfalls

and tucked the soles of my feet to the sod underneath

until I couldn't tell my feet from the roots, my breasts from the prairie

what want is love when abode this sod, what hate may, when earth this home