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Egeria Litha Apr 2019
It's a wild, wild surrender
and there's nowhere in between
from here to there
space so vast
dense as evergreen

He's either held up in prison
or camping on the beach
but there's nothing in between

It's the wildest surrender
so I got down on my knees
and I barely used my teeth

Is my gift a curse or something
along those strings?
Signed, Sealed, Surrender
that will send him for the trees

What could make things worse
ain't always what it seems
tricky coyote just took a jog past me
baring gifts and teeth
what a humble surrender
So I got down on my knees
some lyrics I am working on. It's a country song in the making.
Egeria Litha Apr 2019
Thunder booms then rumble into
nausea ripping through my belly
Lightning is almost ready
to leave the house
mulling before a blouse

Barefoot in a nettle spread
I am walking to your supposed love
and tiptoeing on a tight rope
towards your home
Until I reach your door and as you groan
thunder drums a heavy pattern nearby
Inspire me to stubbornly
crack eggshells on your doorstep
Egeria Litha Feb 2019
Avenues to you have crumbled
my ***** aches
I walked and stumbled
an alley cat crosses my path
in the aftermath

She called my visions mainstream
and poured my poems out
with the bathwater
I gave her creative instruction
she could not follow:
"Draw from your 3rd eye"
Instead, she turned a blind eye

__________________
Egeria Litha Feb 2019
Camping in the Blue Ridge Mountains
was the greatest day of my life
It was my birthday
I brought a suitcase
and my favorite dame
and hiked 2 miles UP^^^^^^^^
laughing all the way

UP ^^^^^in the Ozarks
Medics were shooting steroids in my ****
BUT, never been more in love
with a man who injects grief in my veins

Dwelling in the Sangre de Cristo Mountains
sensed his vibe
Yes, Jesus I feel you here

held en el Rio Grande con mis mejor amigos
drooling in the hot springs
Taos has called our names
******* the rocky sand that is below me
I find a coin from New Zealand,
in turn, losing my evil eye earring
an offering to spirit's stream
a pair of desert lizards
we desire to get frisky and be alone
we shine silver glitter under a moonlit glow

witches cackle and curanderos
hide behind coyote cries and cacti
looking to each other with faces expressing,
"What should do we do?"
I guess allow them to do their thing
humans need ceremonies too
Egeria Litha Jan 2019
Sun rays poking from the windows
I can't get my head off this pillow
stale air in this room and I'm holding my breath
anxiety attempts to control what occurs next
then a seizure erupts in my head

Hits the glitch
in my automatic mask
I show for the world
and all those thoughts
I can't hold in my brain space
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