I am focusing my sentient salience on the greatest sandwich Saturn string-beans: a planet made of satin. I rotate around my gut, ping-ponging between possibilities which arrange themselves repetitiously I forge onward, waiting for the flash of light that will…
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Winnebago forest in Joshua Tree country… A sweat lodge for the spirit, special desert plants and special gentle animals with protective powers, like violet totems, vibrating under a naked night’s sky where all of heaven is exposed and glowing… Polaroid…
Leave a CommentNeptunian Rivellettes blue green sheen when I close my eyes I see red glowing from the sun the sunlight through my eyelids _______________________ Clown Casual Style: multicolored blue dream baby bopping through a light blue station wagon migration the mobile…
Leave a CommentSo mucho scrunch-faces olde before their time I’m still nibbling at chickweed but singing the song of Mugwort Oh Artemisia, riding in on a strange fingered fog wispy, delicate bells of moonlight the water at night. Nevermind the lightning, its…
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