k, breathe
for real with me,
we are here
i am as present as i have ever been
just breathe with me. two breaths,
i get that tears are close
i get the sore, i so do.
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we are getting close, though,
traversing giant ion storms
i am well aware,
but it is not for nought
not by a long shot,
bc game on
and we are not losing.
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i’m paying mad attention, you?
your being sore is temporary and there’s no friggin’ chance this is bringing us down,
just saying.
not now not now, only now
that’s how i do now,
now.
we’re good.
rb, rambling boy...
bend in the river
i'd like to have a plant and name it ziggy.
deke back
in a small pot on a windowsill, ziggy.
ziggy and ella, that's his girlfriend they would have you know.
i like that word, deke. move with sweet quick alacrity then resume normal velocity, fit in, merge w/ the flow like a pedestrian undneath St. Pancras station, or Grand Central.
so you do. so what?
well, it means you're alive.
i digress from our topic, what is Love?
we are blessed
we are Love
stuff is happening that is Good and bigger than us.