Unfurling lips slap dust
send skittering dances
through lifting limbs.
A warm human light
fills buds, to blossom within
the stagnant left side,
bringing survival to the surviving
as the sun to the six inch deep.
Filling ivory with calcium,
clicking joints, as though for an audience
to hear the tin ballet.
A bloodied heart begins to
sing drunkenly, sailing ship within a bottle
drifting on easier waters.
Lighting particles in the morning,
lifting their forms onto the air and...
It's life that shakes the nails loose!
Lifts its subjects into...
Touching armour, as a beetle,
as jewels caught as
rainbows caught through windows.
We unfurl musty wings, walk on our hands,
to march towards the stars.