She is too possessive
the desert swallows you, pulls you close, claims your love
holds you under marbled banks of slickrock sea.
Show our throats to persephonic cycles
for lifetimes, deep-breathed dancing through the Mesozoic
stockholm syndromic at the mercy of her lightshows.
Their vaporous voices in ethereal-frenzied-nocturnal choir!
we celebrate consumption, we succumb
to primal radiation by lunar refracted beams.
We fed the skinwalkers
with the heat of every home we ever loved
we shook til morning in folded sandstone reams.