Ther

Hands meet eyes lock

‘I don’t judge you’

Glance away stroke of cold

‘I don’t judge you’

Heart sinks sparks of white

moist cheek release hand

‘I love you Stately’

Say it, love yourself

Compassion, it was written

You stear off the path

Sandwich and fall

Concentrae keep eyes up

light on inside

clear vioce

Seed of heart

my chest it lies

Bottom

of

Spine

And Back up

Again

breath into length

extension opens

circulation

Fluid Feel

Black Roses In

My Garden

Water it

Old and Walking Through

Park and Rasta

Look them laugh

You wait pari nirvana

I wait Erasmus Fine.

Always strays the pussy

Mind runs, while I wait

I follow, my river

runs red

clear water with sticks

stones, dead animals

and people circulate

But I’m purging. I am. Give a shine

to my lense ever more. Light shining.

Again.