in your life?
if I was the earth
under your feet
I would gladly lay still
for you
even if it meant
being stepped on
by your shoe
because it would leave
an impression on me
and I would pray
for no rain
to wash it away
pressed down
compact
while everything
around me
is raised up
I’m flat
in the outline
of your sole
if that is not
heaven
to others
for me
it is so