I am phosphorous on a winged stallion 
a planetary dreamed sequence.

Supersonic through folds of space
Sophia in 
atomic silence & primordial wisdom
waits
to hand me the universe
etched on an earthenware vase.
Each hieroglyph each bump
braille under eyelids
scratch them open.

I have awoken
a fragrant lotus on a gilt mirror.

I am the colour of symphony.
a congealed palate of dead stars.
The Jaguar god 
that leaps at the sun
to create a tsunami 
in a shot glass.

I am thunder’s aftershave
and a perspiration of rain.