never mind.. need to go away.
just.. thank heavens for nature.
face of daisy, petals fall...... head of daisy, full of seeds :)






sub-entrée: paisley-town

I dream of a town
I must've been before
once, so long ago

my feet carry me places
they don't feel strange
I must've been here

this town with faceless owl-calls
sends contours, hoots my name
in a tongue my cells ken poorly

I forget of centuries we shared
they melted into many an hour
you're so beautiful to me.. always

a sweeping maze floors me and then, it
opens up a begging-corridor downward
I follow crumbs left by your residual-fire

onto another level
another level of you
to discover well-hid..

sweet.. I can't wait to feel wordless
keep all the paisley-riddles high
slide your repertoire in my pocket

you twist my synapse into knots
and turn me outside of galaxies
and I reel away.. floating until..

your next coming
on a wave so wild
ruddy implosion

my hands grip your ankles, um tight
releasing milk into your svelte way
torn effortless open, redirected sun