Category: Yoga
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Simple grief
bruised inside unable to feel my edges the weight dyed into me now, a flaw a hollow bell ringing itself, silent
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All things dissolve
holding out, holding in breathing out, breathing in revolving in, out of grasp rolling forward, retreating glow of strangeness, familiarity a curtain swaying across the sill between isolation, intimacy images flip, return to face me who we were, who we become where we were, where we find ourselves what we knew then, what we still…
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Muse
all the books we read together you over my shoulder, I over yours in the stumbles over words, unwieldy sentences, empty space before thoughts slowly form when we wander without aim you hold your breath, allowing chaos to braid into sense and unravel yet again
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Brown Elephant
where we deposit all sins of excess, failed solutions, self-lies to find their next hatching. You absorb each one without judgment, our grandmother buddha, tenderly ignoring the endless missteps worked by this scrum of larkers. We spin on, sneak your cookies, refuse to sit still. Through it all, you maintain your meditative hour, at the…
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To annotate time
How it is that time moves in pieces that each we must note or touch or somehow move to mind How it is that life is nothing but time that moves forward in pieces we dare not not hold, but rarely even recall or know or grasp How it is that forever is only time…
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It is always the trees
it is always the trees I notice first perhaps because they are shorter, green in the wrong months, palm-leaved exhausted by the never-ending growth they cannot escape next, the grasses vining, matted odd outgrowths of flowers of unsettling crayola shades knock-kneed, longed-necked fowl I am transmuted towards a single of the thousand and one places,…
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