Sunday, August 27, 2023

All Life is like this Afteroon

All life is like this afternoon
on your young sandy face
the weight of the stars
the body tasting like snow
a slipcover of communication
fleeting through the blue geography
Twilight paintings
firecracker mysteries
calm whole hurricanes
sandwiched within 
the intricacies of the day
before you knew it
even existed.

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