Mother of All

trees mumble, sunken deep
on paws, held by silent hoods
loins of blood, hearts to keep
stars on teeth, deep in woods

Bedroom Constellations

Loose a bright and strong ray of sunlight,
Wrap it twice, nice and tight around my neck,
And string me up to hang from the plastic stars
That glow in the dark above your bed each night.

I promise not to make a sound as I wiggle around