Allow Me Rest Poem by Jenny Kalahar

Allow me to rest like grass
on a land meant for crops,
building my strength
while growing green not meant for eating,
absorbing sunrays
and wet, fat nourishment I'll milk from clouds
passing over me while I sleep

When again I can breathe,
shimmer and shine,
I will invite the hungry,
hunching poor from miles around
to gather gold where it may be had
atop my chest and in my hair,
willing them to take all that I have made
closing my eyes and feeling them on me
in me
filling their buckets formed from moonlight