Lumen -- Lara Ramsey

dark knots swimming
in oil on canvas are
plunge eternal
as they wrap the deep going
about themselves or

us this motion a staving off
of vortex firmament
and nothing they suck up all
sin's luminescence then

spew reds blues fuchsias and
purple each iris where
they want to intertwine makes
mud grey even

umbra exhausted they
push against canvas beg
of their god a horizon any
color just attainable

shimmered tails solidify
of nowhere burn them
a bright path they become
wanton against the end

the endlessness
somewhere at the edge
of their fall rests a wish

this wish for breath
awash in ecstasy a sigh
not this expanse
of exile