if i mix red and blue will it make… or a fragment of the odor it could be the base or nothing at all the wash between cycles
what is the focus while the continuous diving off the plank is performed for art sake’s the seeping in as moths
the self sabotaging squirrel planting trees with in trees destroying his own dwelling or constructing his future weakening the trees bring bugs
shy timid in a way that makes the blood warm, beating as it pump… the words from the finger tips creating it’s own world - to live… or dream of, the stars tell the st…
she set the easel up steadying the back leg with an old glue tube while raising up in her chair she spots it, there it was,
turning the faucet on and asking for something and out it pours, free flowing and full of color, abstract for the eye to see
a convitare of pastries and tea ricevimento of the package a little ballo on skates picking the paint off the fence to place in the box and wrap
shuffle reshuffle cut . reshuffle picking different cards this time placing a crinkle
the tales find words in them the weepings from the finger print… speak through words UN-know little smears of oil mixed with du… pressed down in ink, some would sa…
the day was thoughts and the ladder long waiting to fall was willing to harm connecting the dots
it just comes to me o yeah, that would be good in a poem so i write the line
reading eyes, bleeding fingers longing for the other to put the salt back in the shaker rearranging the letters to figure the meaning of the words
i would like to exhale on a fiddle… tap dance on the king’s crown perish in the fire, with you looki… some duck in aisle to hide from th… gathering of these could bring a s…
pen in hand etching the details of this life as it comes no planned out
the understanding can be had as we sleep at night may we play in that land the land of spirits
