Pepper and cinnamon

Fox faced mirth

Scruples at breast pocket eye sight height

The piano at Antwerp lays the dew out

For you to tip toe over

Like a dance

Wiping the gloss from your brow

Painted morning pang the gloss from the glass

See into your shave, cough, don't stop to celebrate

What do you wish for me

It is all the things

Pick them up and run

We don't count your lullabies

Battle babble with a smile

There is a swarm of light and it tastes like breath

Cajole tepid cascade caught lark glass frame rate

Layered to hum

She don't let me in anymore

And I can't sit alone

Somewhere something is

Falling, building, buzzing, flying, dying, breathing, gasping, beaten, broken, longing, alive, eaten, left, burned, watered, growing

Somewhere something is

What don't we ever lose? Did you just get here? How will I be again

The is and I, all of us in our time

What have I missed, what have I missed to see what I've seen, what did I see, will I.

Sometimes I catch myself thinking of the all that's called all. It makes me feel like a metric unit, very small. It feels like my body is heavy against itself or into itself.

I see the past but I don't stay there, it isn't my place. Where am I to go. Others tell me about happiness and what it means to me and what it means to others for me. Someone tells me how I felt when one thing or another happened. But those are words on a day. Effort. Maybe we are walking in a park. There are the sounds and effects of bliss. I can see the meteor showers. The sky is alive at night and at day with butterflies.

I still miss you, the oldest thought of you. You have always been you, the women I haven't met yet. You are there though, for I know of you just not you. I have always missed you. I searched in all the sad places for you but now I think you live only in light. And now I search for your laughter and your smile and know that you are there. You have taken me around all my days, with a thousand feelings, secret love. I know that you are there. And there is a higher still, an above. Something more. Without name or word.