Laying in a field of Poppies

I laid down and the sky cracked open—

not loud, just… flickering.

poppies started whispering in circles,

chanting things that made perfect sense.

The dirt felt like it had a heartbeat.

my hands forgot they were hands.

everything was breathing—

me, the flowers, the air, the color.

Somewhere between a laugh and a loop,

i dissolved into red.

Cropped crewneck t-shirt, size 2XL. 100% cotton, sustainably up-cycled.