Welcome

Amy Solomon

Welcome.
This is my box.

All must dream here
So sleep
We are the matter
         and the infinite
We are lover and
         a demon
We eat children
         and spin them fully grown 
We trade your fears
         for hearts of gold and longing arms 
    
The orchestra takes requests
Please lie in the flowers
Sing when it strikes you
Live in the sun

Things are always the way they were
         and that's good.
Temptation we paint into Monet's garden
Liquids so solvent can always be dried.

We are 
 In my box now
 Light and rain
 Wake when you wish.