Friday, April 14, 2023

Blue Forests

 

From thinking to repulsion to curiosity … a long steady agenda.

Sitting in place, lost on trails, hoping to finds us.

Life is riddle, rhyme, disguise … needing violin, cello, arts, despite farse, rapid embarrassment, trying not to repudiate groups … fancy concealment, free of ostentation, mingling in the gray, asking about sunshine—those particles.

An adolescent those waves. Listening to deeper thoughts. To wander through each passage, palming pebbles, flailing dust.

You would never the moon over upon a wire. You have for others the freedom of the cave.

Amazed by groups, rationale, forgiveness and repeats.

From thinking to rethinking to finding emptiness, devoid of sound, brought back with a voice.

Style. Courage. An intelligent mouth.

Chic attire. Undressed salads. Undermining character, self-depreciation, if getting closer.

Loving. Most presume. To find. Love is decision.

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