Sunday, October 18, 2020

Haunted Identity

 

I would guild anxiety or uneasiness ambulating behavior. so easy to fret discomfort, a soul tries harder, where difficulty appears. to love home to master work to mentor a family. some hobby or life relieving force

some incredible release.     most haven’t a formula or abide by unevenness while some are glaciers or

fires or a combination of interior rules. to have you is deliverance to know religiosity, it might complicate observation.

I would stumble into it. so famed inside. while many might notice.     some cultural observance some underwater freshness where it’s taken seriously. to distinguish each other to give credence to skies while one says something sarcastic.

loud energies louder trombones even screaming telephones.

to love or share while little is given.     by soul of an ethicist by ink or blood or our scholar or by deeper wines in our professors. to die while waxing to reglue our senses where midlife one needs a hearing!

so apologetic or unvoiced or secluded in a home where reality is determined.

     over blueberries over apricots over existence.     our trips into patience our seconds it’s unbearable to awaken feeling uneven.     our souls as so knit so knotted so cavalier. to run in stillness to inflate unknowingly where essence becomes our discussion. or counselled gently as it would pour outward to unleash so many false linchpins.

by tussle of images by tussock of angelica so blue those days it would rain.  

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