Ursa Minor

In a swarm of painted ladies

Floating over trees and cities



On the fringe of Arcata

You faked amnesia



In the caves you left your demons

Singing stellars rising black bears



In the waves they massed

Like yellow jackets



In the wine cellar

You remember



Every taste



A wolf stood watching

Through the tall and teeming grass

A body break against the rocks

A raven came and called the flocks

A crackle from a music box



The river shines, unwinds beside us

The trinity is lined with poppies



Everything is indigo