Transformation Wish

I wish I could transform

Honey I can feel you 

As if we were two trees

Embalmed by bamboo 

Ringed with bumblebees

Covered in resin and dew

Repaired by a breeze 

I wish I could transform 

Honey I can’t feel you

Like glistening gray stone

You keep sleeping on through

Even the gargoyles will atone

Made of vantablack residue 

Through maintenance alone

I wish I could transform 

Honey I can feel you 

In vessel, cog, and shadow 

Embalming this fierce taboo 

Our shells we must outgrow

To advance our worldview

I wish I could transform 

Honey I can’t feel you 

As the rebis transfer withdrew

Its light turns our papyrus blue

Cosmic trees cast shadows too 

Only repair can find what’s true 

© Niklen 8/31/26