nine day pomes
soothing shoosh
of the ocean's inhalation
exultation, exhalation
this breathing
like your breathing
like you're breathing
now
and i imagine
images of
limitless
feeling
of being
being
and smells well hell
we all got smells
* * *
looking for an answer
just give me a chance here
i only want to ask her
who she is
* * *
the sun casting
red and yellow shadows
on my eyelids
* * *
sit all day
just to walk
walk all day
just to sit
* * *
windows are closed
crows have stopped calling
rain must be falling
* * *
i remember then
when i remember
that you remember
what i remember
* * *
jeez my legs are sore.
is this really the way?
* * *
butterfly flutters
by flits, flirts, flies - in silence
the sound of music!
* * *
today i got it but
i don't know alot
about it
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