something like laughter over the phone

// It’s like a giant lake... inside of me,
She said
Her wants beginning to pool under her skin
Like great earth-hidden

Water deposits.
Now she looks at those spaces
Unfulfilled by work, friends, parties.
And placing herself at the water’s edge
Measures the subterranean
Lake
That wishes to be a
River.

You have a wilderness inside of you, he said,
That I wish never gets tamed.
It is better than the flame of madness.
It curls around the ruined structures of yourself, and while

It chokes and grapples,
Those wild vines grow and change. Keep a beautiful park of
This wilderness safe inside you.
Because it’s all that your
City of bones has,
And you cannot breathe without
Wild trees. //