even take sunken currency?

hello?

these iridescent pinwheels
seem to have a
consciousness

& I want it to
pull over me as well
in lieu of floating me towards a cloud
with no name
with no area code

though now I can see
where it has brought me
& I have an idea

of how to get down
to a lost sanctuary
where they're painted red
and tell me 'welcome,
the language you speak
is reminiscent
of our gods who
believe in gods themselves'

I would take my bare feet
to the top of the monument
and observe the art-form
of all of us

see, I am drifting
not towards a continent

I am the continent

& I thought you should know
how these little wars
send pains through my spine