Egg yolk sun from billion years.
Burning staring eye,
hot air
Steaming Earth’s weather.
Silent mountains witness.
Full moon in full display.
Tides power play.
Life’s expectations linger.
Silence before the storm.
Then, suddenly
Journey over turbulent waters ends.
Kayak of life standing still.


Shell  ✨🐚

unseen the trees capture the clouds
moss captures the fog of oceans
roots store the sky deep into the earth
even dreams have their cycle
words capture unseen chemicals
is it in my eyes or in your eyes
the rain that grows discourses
of fire?

Traces of others,
other
beings, in this now, ours, yours
his, hers, each
other
an other mind with a me and you
as other wise.

When I thought of you, then
I thought of me, of us, as a we,
agreeing,
aggressively gratifying a curiosity, a we
some grace makes possible, put right,
here at now,
awesome, not unmazing, not taking out,
not loosing in diabolic twists from known, no.

Now, in all time,
way out there where our augmented eyes stare
into the light of day, way, way far away, out there

where when is moot,
now is all the time we made, by being willing
to wander down a stack of words all lined up, pretty.

"It is not quite finished"

"Well
Neither am I"

The first-ever satellite images of you

Stranded upon pain inflicted desolation

The process of coming to pieces:

Nocturnal carnivorous planetoid

Moon in your mouth

They hint at remarkably renewed unfriendliness

It’s the same face we all see

Precious and cracked

Your isolated body orbiting

In its bitter ******

Where no sunlight ripples through

The string dangling between your legs

All the children hidden underneath your navel

Have fled down to Earth

To live or die in documented nightmares of their own

Kisses hot weld
Some cracks

Filigree gold fill
And line

Some iced crevace
Open sore

Olden heart not wholly pure
Yet not beyond repair