with light and far away
awareness.
clean air crisped with open
leaves and sharp branches.
we are rooted in that, you see,
in that, closed-eyed, moss.
meaningful interactions with a
flying spider web; reminded of the
peace and loved bricks.
desensitized doors open for peace
alien skies partnered in fevers.
I have clouds softer than your
whispers.
deceased.woolen holes.
connection.
wet, ok's.
i am sorry.
