Heartbeat speeches from seeds

She said" it IS
amazing how a song can make

the whole day like a musical"
he was thinking about asking
"what about if I made an 'other' choice
answered with    :more sadness

If you think about it
more likely
maybe sadness maybe joy
and the world "meaningless"
came to mind.


Well, nothing to learn here
or even there or three
places at once
because if there
then
and what I don't know
is all that matters



...

the meaning of Akin

because  was enough
and  enough had become like
the car recalled

chaos heat or a storm
neither swept through  brains or eyes
boneless  wet season
blowing dry

I admire the consistency of range but

but oh the sick days
hidden as diamonds come out
akin to a confession

.

enfolded layers

"I'm doing a drawing damn you"
A thought I've never had
It was always a chore to draw

I hear a strange sound
rippling the silence
In severed  dreams
rainbows implode and disappear
Into the ghostly rose
of some forgetful purity

A gaze into the soul of love
that keeps awake the world




....0

selfie

Counting the branches
reaching
in space
between thoughts


I no longer need words


 click


 older and deeper than
what lies between us

He woke near a window
drowning in light

with  ocean
scents
and a fake looking sky

 i count on my tears to jump the fence and
 free my imprisoned smile


...x

towards the flat end of the sky

wide open
long lasting
heart pointed in your direction moments like these are
like


flying skyward in
smooth silence
through clouds pulsing the sky

.

thermal tounament

To the vastness and truth
of who we are

I wait in an
unfolding now blue sky
warm born inside
as early spring

 light comes down through  the gaps
amid this morning  like silence
through the high windows cut out of light
Inside the constant embrace  
wonderful
aren't  you

thoughts that are
where a heart  belongs
bring memory to space, sparrows and time




.-

Cesarean Escape

All the smile
where
bodies made of bone flesh and air

 lip touch the sky


fall fruit fall
fall fruit fall

.

.

yellow grey black

My heart is
a duct of ever flowing tears

a slow squeezed pillow
cloud
dissolving itself
into the sea

in dark space
curled back
seeping forever


.


.

vulnerianism

to circle round
like a balloon

in the quiet space between
words

 In world
 blind wind
 with  birds
 dawn and camouflage


.

without in one syllable

once upon a time without words
eagles flew above the herds


 -

space

 


space
has a voice

like the full moon passing over calm needles of light

its full voice
full  in once empty arms
 through wind
 over frosted grass




a lullaby
 a wish

Missing  is trying to remember


..

Seven

daylight caught in the summer as
words

oozing across the screen
broken into emotion remnants

all the right words where they ever are
even into proto words

brush a thistle together and form me

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