Category Archives: yah
emeroyaled
dripping pooling is faint behind the pounding wheezing climbing| and the thud of the heart founds the racing arrival tufts of summergreen moss pulse out of cracks in the rock cliff facing upward one thousand feet sand covers the boulder … Continue reading
Filed under aha, element, kadmon, wonderland, yah
losing hours/gaining time
the stretch in ohio is laden with gasoline tanks processing field corn and i am sure i have at some point drank or eaten or sipped from a specimen grown here. this gives me some time. i am supposed to … Continue reading
maple molting
the autumn has me wishing againcrop circle in the fields wishing wishing on the lions toothand the white cloverwishing for a full belly stew of carrots and yams and the squash cured sweetand for linens fresh and warmed by your … Continue reading
Filed under element, wonderland, yah
יהוה
like ruminants do i find my witch hazel and chew the bark with my bottom teeth to begin digesting the medicine of the astringent. like the bell round her neck i call when you move and i know in my … Continue reading
creation story (last page in bird brown book)
this is a word spoken for the revolution for the nonthing else that plots injecting sitcoms into the eye’s VCR. in real time a train is coming the sky is azured in setting the six legs are searching scratching for … Continue reading
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mikveh
between step the silent is strange inoculating the hidden chanting of woodpeckery slithering wind and the jackal; that darts out from under your eyes ‘fore your head turns to survey the break. grand rock salutes the gate, changing guard. a path … Continue reading
Filed under element, freedom, lost, revolution, wonderland, yah
desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even … Continue reading
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fall befall
i met god in the street – montgomery and 17th. he looked me in the eyes, (like only real kids do), relieved his mouth of the tobacco chocking his teeth and asked me for some change: “anything helps”. i told … Continue reading
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