
they taught me************every other line
how**************I'll make some rhymes
I didn't have to******for songs to fly
and that **********the sandwich so to say
it doesn't matter ************for the rye
even if I do*************even if I don't
(and that I don't mind if I do, mind you) **********what I'm trying to say
the maia offering ****************the infinity of ways
is a sacrifice well placed *************requires nothing stays
what simply feels like*********no end of days
how fucking blessed*****until you wake ( just one more)
we are *****then just one
or I am**************black crow blue sky
so beyond it************cat in the window
since forever******** endless lines
loved from birth by*************crossing the inflow
what's not within universal********sweet voiced tapping clavicles
understanding even yet********* loosening manacles
(coming soon)*************blowing pentacle's
I did **************** dust across the desert
and I do***************** the devil dances sufi spinning
the might of always*************** places where winning
someone had to********* is a semblance of living
and I volunteered *********the dreamside of real good
what I could********grateful the beauty
when I can ********found in the could we
maybe a teaching **********in pervasive mesquiting
in how yes says the same exact****as the plants say no
thing, only easier********then kick you some baccanora
than not, in agreement somehow*********around the vast distances within
show the light
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About the Creator
susan marie loehe
everything is Art, Art is Everything.



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