Cold fell out

of the stars today

But not in Mauritius

Gods are gathering

at Izumo

painting all month

Teaching us to listen

speaking in shinjitsu

Laying in a pile

of names who claimed

to adore me, love me

who hurt me

Behind each mask a God

looking me in the eye

I'm starting to unwind

this confusion

gratefully. We don't dance 

in the flames anymore

And I won't hide my love

for you

Bahman Saatchi Art

Nadir

is where the stars

are also

                                              Bahman Saatchi Art

Walked into the house to this

Gasped, cried

Love