breezy
wilderness so unstoppable, nevertheless agony; blue-silver lungs or dreams
re-shadowed while a person might lose by negligence; soft poodle paws or tender
longing eyes where something would ask a question: “Are you with joy?”
I seem negative in
this, those skies screaming, but happiness seems temporary. it becomes
familiarity, or humans are unsteady, like apes after cloudberries; such arctic
doorjambs or soothing sorrows while one might know uneasiness.
but
hazy existence our careers our cars our spouses our friends. I would desire love or be afraid of
essence such beige-brown palm prints. if to seize existence or to unriddle
mazes where one sheds his grave; to see light or adore our sun without forcing
it into atmospheres; to grow content or wrangle with identity if but to live
life; for music sung must be estranged or arranged in such a sense it hits a
deeper chakra. so many hedges so many rhinoceros a person might watch, feed or
trim diligently. by hunter instincts or sophistication, where it necessitates
more interests; while each word is a planet or each person an ocean where,
nonetheless, an embodied creature.
I was indelicate
while I felt unstudied where we possess similar instincts. those warthogs by
muddy revelry so calibrated. our wonder our indifference while pain is physical
temperament. torturous bites as we negotiate interior if to function where it
hurts. such dread of clarity or a need for some compass while thirsty for
domination.
it
was never imagined our inner Blake where outwardly we deny feelings. such
controlled outbursts in a dungeon-promise while some are too excellent to see
others. by orca brains as filled by intuition those reefs analyzing silence. or
bull ants treading into cities where notion becomes aggravation.
