it may be dangerous, but we must periwinkle

it may be dangerous, but we must periwinkle
in the dark, regardless. summon our crystalline bones 
from the earth and plant our feet in the sea 
astride our troubles, thumping on the sun.
it may be curious, but I assure you it is worth the weight.
the pendulous mysteries that confound
will assemble understanding
when we least attend
our wanton ignorance 
in favor of a sunbeam
on winter’s
cheek

like glory,