#addition - Hello Poetry

Enough's enough to share, sips, shallow but good fresh breaths, sighing out, pulling in tensions, tau-t we taught ourselves, remember because we could we just did think wonder if today is me at my best, and I accept that this is it, my day, I may give leave to be used myself as we have been used to think linearly, upto a previous peak, thence to hear the morning wind, howl, and know… Ginsberg got here first, and plopped zazen right, full lotus- second thinking thought wise, as ways, wise other, sister winks, thinks, U'll make us rich neurons activated upon gut awakening, burps, breathes, feels thinking literally, just feels good, free from forms, abstract constant instance in care filled con-sidereality verified- will you - won't you re-collection, really actful re always al ready on if, verily, we may take photon rides with far older selfs assurances, taken grace works with the weather, godspeed, old sun It is, where I live, six miles below eastbound contrails, it is a bright, sunny day, slight high mare's tail curling up against these old solid granite curlers as the San Andreas fault, is about to trigger a quake, some think, we, forty miles west of the fissure, figure we be fine, see, from here, with our common sense extensions, this medium we have our being in, as behaviors, and distinctions, behavior's, mine'n'ours predetermination, so beatifichaviour have at it chochmah spittin'image ain'eejeslikem if you are reader one, I'll be reader, too. Two is a we, so we gwan becoming more than we might once have known to expect in this respect -back acted after ever's been bein' real as its, kin folk, spooky fanaigirling phenalgin goodness sakes gumption, umph - look it up, it's for sneezes sigh, since we were originally grace, wise facet of wisdom jewels {Yes, on second thought} Platonic formality geomancy fantasy Jung laughed at our profundity, too steep fundamentally, Watson, in my phone, real… today we happen to have dodecahedrons on our minds, just do so what, well, reader one is lost, so verified heirs to the wayward winds, says the westward leaning aspirations to inspire peace, sighing, saying may be so, leaving ****** bits of our hulls behind, still thinking may be so leavens, given a while in the sun. This ends Can-too one. QEF

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Feb 4

Feb 4, 2026 at 12:47 PM UTC

kenpepiton

Half A Cup, can-too one of five

Enough's enough to share, sips, shallow but good fresh breaths, sighing out, pulling in tensions, tau-t we taught ourselves, remember because we could we just did think wonder if today is me at my best, and I accept that this is it, my day, I may give leave to be used myself as we have been used to think linearly, upto a previous peak, thence to hear the morning wind, howl, and know… Ginsberg got here first, and plopped zazen right, full lotus- second thinking thought wise, as ways, wise other, sister winks, thinks, U'll make us rich neurons activated upon gut awakening, burps, breathes, feels thinking literally, just feels good, free from forms, abstract constant instance in care filled con-sidereality verified- will you - won't you re-collection, really actful re always al ready on if, verily, we may take photon rides with far older selfs assurances, taken grace works with the weather, godspeed, old sun It is, where I live, six miles below eastbound contrails, it is a bright, sunny day, slight high mare's tail curling up against these old solid granite curlers as the San Andreas fault, is about to trigger a quake, some think, we, forty miles west of the fissure, figure we be fine, see, from here, with our common sense extensions, this medium we have our being in, as behaviors, and distinctions, behavior's, mine'n'ours predetermination, so beatifichaviour have at it chochmah spittin'image ain'eejeslikem if you are reader one, I'll be reader, too. Two is a we, so we gwan becoming more than we might once have known to expect in this respect -back acted after ever's been bein' real as its, kin folk, spooky fanaigirling phenalgin goodness sakes gumption, umph - look it up, it's for sneezes sigh, since we were originally grace, wise facet of wisdom jewels {Yes, on second thought} Platonic formality geomancy fantasy Jung laughed at our profundity, too steep fundamentally, Watson, in my phone, real… today we happen to have dodecahedrons on our minds, just do so what, well, reader one is lost, so verified heirs to the wayward winds, says the westward leaning aspirations to inspire peace, sighing, saying may be so, leaving ****** bits of our hulls behind, still thinking may be so leavens, given a while in the sun. This ends Can-too one. QEF