I look at stars

I look at stars
and wonder
if it‘s alright
to love them?

 

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is yr winter

is yr
winter
like
my winter
I want to
bring beer
we can
lean into
each
other

 

sits with

sits with
a carton
cause none
sit
with me
a wilderness
in Poe
eat tree

this
cleverness

like leaves

discardment

but how
her form
is a love
inside
of me

 

 

the fall onto my skin

so rain

the fall onto my skin
like it falls onto a tree

‘no difference
put your arms out’

it says to me

‘like a tree
like Jesus

when I could not
reach him’

 

19-4-18

I’d fly in that sky
give to the angels there
the feathers on my wings

‘song of another’s giving’
I’d tell them

 

blow to them a kiss

blow to them
a kiss

the stars

let them know
you care

for them

 

18-4-18

sometimes I leave my windows
to only the sun
and I have opened them
for the birds to fly in
to bring their skies that may fill the spaces
in my home