Saturday, December 24, 2022

Separate

Separate is an illusion we are all together all the time

all things happening at once

a sun spot in the eye of the blind

a quiver in the leg of the lame

a mouth dry and parched

shaping the name

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Puckered, Pampered, Pacified

Pacified for now, the heart of my jewels shines Opened for now, the treasure trunk dusty genie lamps heave wishes Closed for now, the door t...