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I have it when
I'm not with it then
I lose track,
looking back
it was always thus,

someone said,
is it the hippocampus?
now how the **** would I know
the answer to that?

I take a squint at the small print,
don't see any clues,
they're just trying to confuse me
like they always do.

But when it's there
oh boy,
I share it with her,
the girl,
and you feel it
in the curl of your hair,
your toes
she knows
I do too.

I never feel blue then
when I have it,
never lose track then
when she's with me

I guess that's being happy,
so
glad that I found it.
I find the introspective lookback interesting in that the future was there all along, of course falling and being in love moved me along considerably.
one minute here 
and the next there,

no air resistance
no assistance necessary
just
a smooth move
not really noticeable at all
until we wake,

I imagine tall pines
timeless,
forests of forever that
stretch out and never let any one
tell you
that you can't imagine,

we are the engines that run
through the endless
we are the shepherds that
tend the flocks,

we are the thirsty
the many
the doubt
and the surety
we are
humanity,

once stretched
don't let your imagination
snap back,
keep it out there

wear it like a second skin
permeable
let it wrinkle like your
eyes in the sun
have fun
life really is too short
to be caught
short
unthinking.
Yes there are sharks in our oceans, and sharks in our seas,
Just as cars on our roads, and leaves on our trees,
Same as spiders in webs, and birds in the sky,
It is the way of the world and no need to ask why?

There's no need to panic, and no need to fear,
If you swim in the water, there's a chance they'll come near,
If you don't want to risk it, for fear of attack,
Then stay on the beach, with the sun on your back.

It's really quite simple, there's not much to say,
Tho many won't listen, as I hold no sway,
But if  you like to go play on the waves in the surf,
Just one note of caution, "You're entering THEIR turf"!!!

*Cinco Espiritus Creation
July 2017
As an avid marine life conservationist, I get so frustrated when I see stories excitedly screaming "Shark in the water".  It's their home, where else would you expect to see them!!
Yesterday
In pain
My sister danced
And my mother laughed
But I was crying...

دیروز
در درد
خواهرم می رقصید
و مادرم می خندید
...اما من گریه می کردم
one sparrow is knocking at the door... گنجشکی به در می کوبد
She, my cutter,
my body, her cutting,
with tongue and finger nail,
any handy human implement,
she sculpts me to
her eye's configuring delight

she, grabs my wrist,
and my face
by her hands embraced,
unblemished once
now becomes scarred tissued,
no guise, no lies, no bearded mask,
no disguise -
all forsaken
hidden hardened skin,
speckled red/white translucent,
she kisses with adoration her
heart designed
objet d'art

no better blade than she,
with every cut,
transformed, she becomes
my devotee,
I, her escapee,
I am her, she is me,
inseparable, my every command,
she obeys


for our love cuts both ways
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