Filling worn stones with salt water
The mist lay down over your tiny flowers in the early morning
Tucked under small swaths of spider webs bowing
The mist lay down over your tiny flowers in the early morning
Tucked under small swaths of spider webs bowing
The dew a bridge between North and South
as quiet as the discovery
waiting in glances shielded from the light of day
Galaxies of forever dwelling in fire places and small fish
Fearless dreams of passing flights and turning tides
The ones you trust may not be who you think they are
The ones you trust may not be who you think they are
A summer for children born
until harvesting becomes a choice
Surly glances where complex words laid bare
reassembled in a manner new to the chosen
until harvesting becomes a choice
Surly glances where complex words laid bare
reassembled in a manner new to the chosen
within the realm of deep harmonization
germane seeds and waiting wells
of hidden language
Along the steps
around snails folding slowly
across the concrete you laid your hands on when you arrived
close to Hollywood
around snails folding slowly
across the concrete you laid your hands on when you arrived
close to Hollywood
beyond Darwin’s Radio
programming for twine wound to fill small crevices
A whispering android that holds the secrets of a thousand weary travelers
programming for twine wound to fill small crevices
A whispering android that holds the secrets of a thousand weary travelers
