Your Name

Your Name

It is time

for me to crack open

my skull,

see what’s inside,

invent a new way of looking at things. 

I know I am dying

but why should that make

a difference?

People die one day at a time.

I shall build a house

that will stand forever,

with a smile folding at the corner

of my mouth, and a star sitting

on my tongue

like a stone around which

your name blossoms

distorted