Gilded

You dont have to listen
to me.
I've only walked
the surface
of the sun.
Bare.
Witnessed
whirlwinds wind
wine windy worlds.
I walked
until my souls burned
deep.
Until my plants
broke bubbled beats.
And learned
true alchemy.

So still
today I'll
steal
a cantine filled
of thoughts on stilts
and plant them
like strawberry fields
on the feet
of foolish
thinkers on gilds.

-i.o.