Soft Skin

A long god is digging his way
into soft skin
taking with him 9 layers
of heavens and a cycle
of reciprocal obligations

It is my job
to make the ʻava
and sit by his side

He digs deeper
and I get caught in the stars

There is no flesh involved
just skin

He tells me to drink the ʻava
but the stars say “no”

I am just there to serve
and sit by his side
that is why they tattooed me

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