we can send each other sunshine

and we did

captivation

collation

qualification

curls that could drop below the waist

a feeling of cozy like the woods who engulf a cabin

moss and bark

keepsakes and blankets

I am kept

I tasted melon

Red melon green melon bluish hued melon

Taste made me squint and mouth puckered after

White but yellow, a circular rest with two bubbles

I twirl the liquid and wonder what that does

I do that all the time

I did that then

Why do they do that?

Twirl it

Tannins

always is off of the table

a curtain ripped off of the wall

feathers falling down 

close

closer 

close again

closing 

they are going further into spirit

they must be 

those who embody

those who migrate

run

red hued dog and boots and freckles and face

crossed legs under pink shades

look up at me

get me lost in flush of emotion so much I forgot my practice of self

ew

yuck

ick

no

no

speak these words and notice how your face moves

where your eyes lay

and where your mouth sticks

a visceral reaction in your body by words

you’re a rolley polly
covered in dirt

spoken to you curl all up
roll away
roll away

misted by our own condition
we listen

spoken to gently
like galvanization of wet metal
not rusted
not new

wonderings and weavings
wirings and well-being’s

consider
kinder

checkers and slips and touch with ins

you invigorated that creativity under the skin
shifted faults
I salute to
the way you walk away

she caught me off guard

chronicles of the fucked and undone

greed

it is and it maybe isn't wet from shedding inward from your mouth

unbalanced till you have it

your whole mood depends on it

slit cut and boiling like a pot once you spend it you're caught

wordings forethought

corded emotions spilt out on to paper and screen

some better or worse is up to a connection or relation

amalgamation of individual so differed it makes sense made that you’re present moment

whistling mic buzz potent I check out I whine

other perspective brings comfort to ear like in rested time 

a cigarette

a wobbled foot

an unprovoked thought of how unconfident you be

you’d spit it out until tea touches the bud

feeling connection

slightest blip of presence

thinking in the most

smiling wider

hearts beating seconds faster

mystery and wonder

exploration of self

why I am not bound to anyone

I wish to be bound

that day is not today

coasting on the rich surface beneath our feet

decomposing and disclosing

black and reds

cracking plastic

finally

beautiful parks and sumptuous rocks

exceptional rivers and notable lakes

deep conversations with meaningful affirmations

miscommunications

my mouth is wide open for intentional specification

ornery ways you have em
as if you’re merging onto a busy lane

can’t choose it can’t decide it
where do you want

why do you want
not what do you want, I know that already

I wonder when our whereabouts will wind whimsically into one

kites and their rights

do kites have the right to experience flight?

kite strung up by string tangled in human hand

pulled left and pushed downwards the nose dives

 if kite hits ground its driver is responsible

responsible as fuck

but don't let it bother, kite can take it

kite breathes, pulses, feels it