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LEAVES

Sun glance sucre dusts slate roofs
Kaleido dancing through ash trees
Big as eye lashes lifting Norse skies

Your sigh becomes a soft silence
Your proximous slumber a warmth

Your kisses cool as grapes
Plucked before dew forms
Sour to taste yet more
Years will make us wine

Best to bless than to be less
A library of dead leaves
Hate filed and cruelty filled
A mind fuck predatory ambush
To be read again in blood red again

Hush
Do not say how terrible it was
But how great it was to have survived

Meditate on the immediate and intimate
Be real
Only the timid imitate and intimidate
As if they could inflate infinity by blowing

In absence I see you
And that to come together we must
Let go and leave what past

Pulling away
The space between us
eX p    And   sssSSS
And I am a spaceman again and you
The big beautiful blue earth

Gathering storms are not here yet
Nor passing clouds present

A netted bream freed wild flaps and fights
To be dragged by forces upstream

We all have fucked up
A cap in hand caught crow caw
Echoing
It's always someone else's fault
And we're all someone too
whale
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