do not envy me

i came to keep you company.

are you talking now?

yes. it is me.

what better place from which to come then coloured skies by setting suns. you are the weak you are the wrong, you are the silence. you shout for long to try and be but see the needs you choose as me.

the shadows move and tongues in groove of cheeks and weeks counted in sheep. herd, you heard? It’s time to choose a different tree, where form and place can take the place of time and space.

the heart. it brings the love from thee. and there we see the talent be. you love and risk and hope and die and live for you are breath inside. the truth seduces.

sun’s weight brings joy from wait of nothing.

(excerpt 26OCT2017)