a
hut beneath a thatch if made of love. needing so much if but entitled so
abandoned to believing. a genus of souls or barriers to breathing upon
gooseberry kites. such gravidity such miles looking hagridden. years at music
or fleeing cymbals so wild a feeling in distrust. to adore like winning to lose
like winning while feelings are often buried. aside a maple tree inside its
roots such rings for every death. an oatmeal cookie, a little milk, it hampers nausea.
or dark tears flushed in anguish as never this melting again. mother baked
peaches or granny loved steak, as broiled such cooked gristle. a man to a cycle
a fiscal year trauma so good for a few months. ghetto squalor or serenity
prose, a mountain between a living room—an elephant as comfort. too many
mirages or softer into a miracle, so many plants in fields. an aura in essence
a speaking countenance while we forget it was earned. silkworms spin innocence as
writhed by deaths—we become uncanny. upon a sky wish into a sky tomb while so
much better than circumstances. a flame we carry a match we blow while a fuse
we ingest. saxophones in tunnels. people escaping anxieties. while subtle
kindness strikes a nerve. some are aware, they grip opportunity, for it slips
into silence. three hearts, a moving machine such cousins of an octopus.
deforest me. teach
me to see. hills are blocking the ocean. such clamoring shelves such sunken
beliefs where many are celebrating. doors shut only to open while most tears
are made immortal. a sad moment such rejoicing, Edith had a baby boy. seas are
never full, waters are mostly salty, we muse at a seahorse. levels in a piano
beauty in selection or mercy for fallibility. a pin of alpacas a cage for a
quokka while feeling uneasy. miles to justice, sensing misdirection, while
silenced by love. a voice in me, a seed in us, so again to knees. here’s a
voucher aside a gift left to wonder about kindness. steeped in a photo, roaming
a fast island, rotating in a cloud. so austere so inflexible, while it churns.
