You are this juicy
and other recent poems
October October October Your best Death is possible. Dance a poem, a science, a pure light arriving in the night. Hear the answer. Now go back. Be patient. Trust the leaves that crunch underfoot.
You are this juicy on earth. Orbits of knowing and pulls all for you. Cyclical tide rises with. But I - me and - I did.
The way Here are pebbles sharp and stony underfoot. There the shore, closely wooded. Tremble, the way, we traverse it unblazed. Illuminated moonset. Consistently radiant sunrise.



These are gorgeous ❤️