Drunking
Dispensed
I am set out
Coalesced of moving parts
Both torrent and trickle will serve
Contained
I am caught up
Cicadian chirrups are deafening
From inside and without, the promise is unbearable
Consumed
I am taken within
Decent manoeuvres belying ambrosia
Resolved by the passing, I have enjoyed myself.
Monday 21st April 2025 3:45 am
Faithful companion
Eminent forces give rise to this world. Graceful swaying and warm pulsating are a parapet to access the sublime.
Springs flow, enamoured with their own concerns, Courses assembled in inertia, consumed of only what has been.
As I rest, all else continues. As it always was. Belying a darkness we cannot see beyond. This native impression is all I have to give.
Thursday 17th April 2025 11:30 am
Handle with care
This love, with its little grace
Is gifted to each chosen place
Glad to receive, most pass it on
They breath, they breed, and bloom anon.
Just vestiges remain, of should and must
Its litter stewn, now caked in dust.
All is spoiled, with such little care
Despite the bless of mercy there
My passions lichened, as attuned with stone
This form left wither...
Sunday 13th April 2025 3:31 am
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