Wednesday, October 19, 2022

as I ought to

I rustle into place 
holding the scene together 
whispering steps and trips 
 
the beast of my heart
beats: and here's eye contact
across our space and species 

what is it that hardens
me embarrassingly into love 
sings-drums-rings-hums hello 

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Pic and note: A moment I shared with some deer on our street.  

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