you the restless reveller of wild untamed ways shall dance the ragged dances of earth in her dismay and you the bearer of strange and ragged ways shall sink into the silt and earth and bear the force of flood within your wild eyes of mirth breathe into your lungs the saturated dirt breathe it in until your nerves are wild with the hurt ‘til it layers in your body and soil fills your mind ‘til your eyes have no more salt to give and sight is hard to find your tendons all are music strings strung too tight to tune your skin becomes the drowning flow scorched by fire to a ruin your bones have turned to shattered stone and muscles washed away ripped apart by torn earth your blood begun to fray and you the broken reveller must learn again to dance the shattering of your bones shall be the rattle in your hands
Maia Elesi: Poet, laugher, crier, ponderer making sense and surrendering to the senseless of this wondrous and tragic world, weaving the threads of joy and shame together. Raised by and living on ancient Wurundjeri Woiwurring country, land stolen in a continuous act of colonial violence. To this land and it’s peoples, throughout time, I give my deepest respects, gratitude and sorrows.