365


things are capable of changing
ice to water to smoke
over the course of a year


my heart has unfolded

the way a garden worships

spring

rebuilding itself from multiple
warzones of
a winter that has
gone on far too long

I can’t think where my
demons have gotten to
perhaps swatted dead
like flies while I’ve
slept

somehow
it took
less than twelve months
to finally be able to awaken
feverless
into a dark blue that is
only deepening with

stars

—–


time traveler. The past is looking more and more surreal every day.


you ever find yourself crying on an examination table to a doctor who insists you’re only sad because it’s winter?


you ever find yourself unable to even disagree because your confidence level is zero and you have de-evolved to something almost unrecognizable to anyone who knew you before?

—————-

Submit to love without thinking,

as the sun this morning rose recklessly
extinguishing our star-candle minds.

-Rumi

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