i am the alpha and omega of my intricate universe

i melt and sway like the could-be miracles that teeter on christmas eve.
i topple slow and gentle, slicing like the wet warm knife through room temperature

butter, i am butter,
dissolving, shaking down the salts,
falling to carpet and the pieces they all walk on

you could not see the sea salt tears
through the footprint planting of your ambitious climb
the caverns of your steps trap me in their intricacies
like a maze of mirrored desires,
i am trapped in between the fears that chase me
and the regrets that invite slowly and cautiously,
their wicked-wide smiles opening up as the Grand Canyon

these elaborate beauties, enceinte with your streaming dreams
swallow me whole
swallow my universe

and deliver from the womb of what-once-was
a curiously perfect shell