when did this road

become a cavern?

and this gutter

a subterrainean stream?

the meltwater dripping

down calcified walls

white in the darkness

wet in the dank

and when did this heart

become a stone?

when did your stomach

engulf my own soul?

fingers telling more

than eyes have ever shown

dripping

the meltwater

hits my gut like gold

like your breath

like a stone in my chest

glowing and throbbing

a cavern full of light