Take a skinny dip into the warm psyche. Have a dialog with the strung-out ego. Categorize a few mental meanderings. Enjoy some rhymes if you've got the time. Feel free to leave some confessions of your own.
Tuesday, December 12, 2017
making space
Her
nature
explicit
an enigma
and yet
it is clear like a drop of dew
in my hand
my fingers curl
around the leaf
I drink from this
and there
I've managed
to make room in my mouth
for more
than just words
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