it's a grey morning fog

hazing over the landscape; the person ; love.

it makes distant       .

further away then it really is,

it blurs the lines. 

whispers,, "you are alone "

it's white noise 

hushing the love of the Sun  

drips into the earth between the soft skin of your feet  

makes slippery what you reach for 

An aeonian drab

a monochromatic moan,

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Left

5:27 am

It is time to get up.

Airport.

Shower – I use the woman’s fancy shampoo.

Toothpaste, lotion, brush; done – in the black hygiene bag.

The woman enters the bedroom to check on me, “You have everything?”

“Yes,” I say, “I think so; if I leave anything, you could send it to me?”

“Yes, of course.”

“Okay,” I say.  She walks to the kitchen and sits down softly with ...

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I sit quiet, smoked out with sage and gratitude, love overwhelmed.  Of course, for God and Christ, white crystals and frankincense, and high frequency vibration ever rising, but most of my thoughts are of you.

I’m grateful…

For our teach-learn/learn-teaching.  It pushes through and sheds light and mostly – it paints.

With wide colorful strokes, our shadow projects into the ethers and I se...

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Sweet sting of truth… I only heard it because it came from you.

Better person

Laughter, when I was born of tears… oh, what a rebirth!

Of course you don’t get all the credit for my understanding of love; I spent many years as an autodidact cardiologist.

But it would be a capricious falsehood to say that I would be anything close to Me

without You.

You have call...

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When the needle pricks your finger.

When you hide under the covers.

When you look under the bed.

When you go down into the basement.

When you dig up the root in the yard.

When you lay someone to rest.

When you drill to find water.

When you mine for gold.

When the sink hole collapses.

When you drop deep inside Krubera.

When Earth cracks in two and you reach t...

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Sad at a bar.   sitting on the deck.  watching 

boats drift by; 

finished my grouper sandwich; sipping on my lemon water

wondering -- 

So close to your lips, how did I get so far away in your mind?

I told you a long time ago, you would never have to yell          but

I do.

Today was a break,

          after a break,

                     after a break.                C...

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