#forking
Node poem here: http://www.spicynodes.org/a/7d2bb6e5228c163e0f558105ee877522
Nodes:
set up on the nice spongy ground
a ring of stones where a fire goes
strawberries all around
but they are quite now
just as the fire went
when the wind blew
they coat the ground
but their fruit is asleep
deep in their green
an idea in their genes
still none of this
is why day goes
Oct 8, 2015
Oct 8, 2015 at 10:05 AM UTC
mine
is built from
hills
and valleys
hills and creases
a body
a vessel
a shape
a form
mountains and valleys
beige yellow green and red
body is an arrangement
of forking paths
his
constructed by the devil
he is beautiful
in his sharp knife body
created from dust
before it could settle
May 20, 2019
May 20, 2019 at 5:53 PM UTC