Etched in the ventricles
lying deep within the
fibers of the southern heart
Trading the beat of old blood,
for the fresh iron of youth's heme
the subterranean vessels
release passion
that ignite fires in bellies
changing the shape
of cells,
where escape is an
endless possibility

For now,
we will agree
to disagree..

But, as time
moves on
you may
become
unrecognizable
to me

An unfamilial territory

Remembering the
simplicity
of when
"Live Stream"
used to mean
embracing the
tranquil experience
of flowing water
in a natural
setting