be (Remove filter)
through a windshield (11-25-2023)
together
thru all the glue
filn history's glossy cracks
and all the pines
from wane to wax
we were(are, perhaps)
moonrise bent
lain with backs
pressed on tarmac
slid red, long
longer than we thought possible.
dream-licked heads
shattered and spread :
painted lines on painted lines
on
painted lines
down along this serpentine road.
without a motion ...
Saturday 25th November 2023 3:07 pm
Flame-Licked Heels
I’ve been working on
Coming back from
The dead
Realising reality
Living in this world
Becoming me
I don’t have to know who I am
But I must know that I am
I am, I am, I am
I don’t have to know what I am
To deserve to be
I’m working on being,
Just being
Because I’ve been existing
Mindless, automatic, numb
Best autopilot, me
Coming back from the dead
...Monday 6th February 2023 11:45 pm
Today is the Tomorrow You created Yesterday
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THE LEAVES
The leaves of the tree
Behind the house of glass are falling
With each step of the wind
They liberate themselves from the branches
From the complexity of the connections
Connection of the root with the trunk
Of the trunk with the branches
Of the branches with the leaves
The leaves liberated themselves
From the connections
From the dependence
The leaves of the ...
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