church chimes
i like to sleep in but my eyes get puffy and red and sleepier than if i hadn’t even slept and more wet than if i had wept (just look how they’re seeping) i like to sleep in but my eyes don’t
i like to sleep in but my eyes get puffy and red and sleepier than if i hadn’t even slept and more wet than if i had wept (just look how they’re seeping) i like to sleep in but my eyes don’t
bloodriver courses through the bodyland thoughtwind rustles sensetrees. springtime- memoryrain soaks mindflower bulbs. the mindflowers the mindweeds, mindbutterflies, mindthistles
on the spur of the moment, i went to a restaurant nearby usually quiet, tonight it was packed the guy in the line ahead of me was scratching his head “we just came here on a whim.”
new moon stillness permeates the body breath, the loudest wind in town heartsong, trainsong, birdsong, morningsong louder than any memory
sun draws wet through trunks trunks firm ooze breath breath fills sky feeds love love fuels sun