I wish you would stop taking your mind off. A man took his bare skin. Again. A non-manipulated child said loudly, ‘nothing.’ The child said nothing. A period of chance happened upon a young stone. The young stone wanted more than anything to be with water. Can we smooth your surface for you? water wanted to know.
watch the day grow with its green grass begging attention-
the ground, having swallowed some, urges for more
the New England birds are listening- waiting for approval
all the while one sits, alone, listening back
with a simple understanding-
now finally feeling the first
breeze of autumn air flirting with his skin
that brings him a sensation brimming with tears- he thinks out loud
‘Go ahead. Tell life it can’t.’
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photo taken by myself 9/17/17