heart of throws_ throw of hearts_ my hand_ cervical spine_ cervix_ mine. a mother un/becoming; bleed sloughing cells of un/made minds. it doesn't make me sad today that i have no child that i never had any; i am grateful as time alone is so precious. i have come to my own blood by making… Continue reading blood out
jan 1, 2020 edit jan 18 i am not like i have ever been something different about every cell of being thoughts patterned turn off new bridges form a way to destiny leave it to be a person becoming shock and wave goodbye comes free light falls just so on the corner of me my… Continue reading details
when thought becomes state i have gone caught wind of a freedom like no other free of thought free of want free of action you instead, are these things and you can change. this is not me speaking, it is you. is there anything you will say here too? i cannot change you. you think… Continue reading spongy
tell them come, go. with all that i know and all i do not, i smile and walk. thank you, existence for dreams of me: hawk. i sway forth and then out, gazing sky as i bawk (balk). the trying is done behind eyes now half-closed. seems i try all i can not to send on to go. on to… Continue reading at a time
perhaps it’s how long and loud you can stand someone's screams that leads to leaders who seem to move fright and sounds of death forward from / into human beings. this is not the only way. what must do . just do you must. what you must do is clock time to human value. try.… Continue reading a self to talk to: bawk
Each human, like a projector: I aim my light to see, I see what I can through the light out of me. help them understand how you are here. how? (why?) love. write words from love. check wrongs with love. share life with love. love is the substance that carries you. so what of it when love is,… Continue reading be sweet
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