it’s musky aroma
dirt, grass, atmosphere
grey-blue, sometimes green ominous clouds form a line
i’m watching
the smell of life
like a pacifier to my brains broken down wares
a promising refreshment
and a dewy lawn filled with ducks at dusk or dawn
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slip through my fingertips baby, if you need to
I don’t want to grip too tightly on you
I only hope you find another love that’s true
And maybe again I’ll find someone like you
-
Is this what it feels like
To be safe
Being me
Seen
Embraced with ease
Streams inside me
Waiting to break free
Do you have the key?
-
to start
2, 3, 4, 5 p.m.
espresso
6 p.m.
illusions
buzz
productivity
but is it real?
10 p.m.
fuzzy
page 10
midnight
15 more
dreams
out there
outside
-
little regard
eyes
see lies
bodies-
on display
take away
strip
unzip
where is the humanity?
this is insanity.
-
well why not?
-
letting go
one
by
one.
my fears
drip
drop
dry.
let go, love
you.
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sea foam green
rocky shore
little bee
knocking at my door
hello little bee
you gave me quite the fright
he showed me his home
in the cove
on the rocky sea shore
*August 12, 2021
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as the fog rolls
the tourists go
to their homes
the story goes
in the cove
telling of faeries of old
forest of shrooms
seagulls sing their tunes
the fog horn booms
sit and listen to the tunes
this misty afternoon
waiting for the moon
*August 12, 2021
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clover bed under my feet
i rest, not asleep
awake
aligned
attuned
an ant is on the move
a dove
a cicada
the breath of a pine
gentle caress of the wind
tiny insect traversing the blade of grass
i think
lucky i am to experience qi
human-animals have not yet transformed
parasite to fruitful soil
presently i rest
i retain hope of reconciliation
select human-animals fight
water protectors
fight for qi
human-animals must fight the problems we create
live for qi
i feel the exhale of my friend pine
i am now deep in mystical sleep
e.d.m. 