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photo
by Robin Loznak ©
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spotted
with the tea
spread
jam or
break
bread with me
let’s
see life
as
an owl waiting
a
pro-biotic bacteria culture
a
living in the swoop shadows
of
conversations implied
let’s
row, slipped past
dusty
parades of moonlight
just
behind the trees
these
conifers provide
something
to tuck
into
our hems
little
bough breaks
where
velvet pincers take
each
capability and
pauses
us all
long
enough
to
feed souls
makes
us wonder
enough
to remember
a
baby
warm
nestles
inside,
a cut quick
to
the eyes
we
are humanity
we
are frenzies and
chemical
bridges
to
the romantic
cave
drawings
of
every story we tell
we
say things like
we
tried on
every
bled fabric
to
fit in or cover
our
skin some way
to
feel to the outside
of
being hung heavy
with
thickened replies
the
scent of innocence
in
each one of us
still
holds, deep or not
a
blade against
where
we cry
each
of us is born
burning
fire
in
the form
of
the questions
why
and who
why
put out someone else’s gleam
why
not feed pleasure to someone
why
take away from their dreams
why
not understand what makes another smile
why
not dance with your humanity
out
from behind the veil
why
not maddeningly, joyfully entertain yourself
in
the most varied brush strokes possible
why
not belly laugh until you’re full
why
not, why not, why not
stay
for another cup or two
the
bubble and spit of a rich stew
is
waiting for the bread to be done too
so
why not stay here, a little while longer
and
find out who’s who, who’s me, who’s you
EJR
©
Perfection
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