Varahi, 5

a wild boar of the woods guides me 
                              I shall submerge
my face in her fierce heart 
                              I shall root dirt and grow
a wide shadow. all the train whistles
                              have stopped. the grass is high
I have left my house
                              without closing the door.
let the wild animals fill it
                              unscrew the cap of my skull.
let the stars fall in. moon
                              I know your silvery singing 
the guitar is smashed. the pines
                              play the wind. was told 
to bow to men and concrete.
                              was told to cover my
forehead. but I wore my hat 
                              at an unreasonable angle 
I touched snakes and did
                              not wash my hands. 
do you want more explaining?
                              the sharpening of tusks
tearing through the old
                             maps breaking shit. it’s a kind
of love, knowing what to burn
                             and what to kiss. I took your
hand. all the reasons stopped
                             whispering and ran away like mice.