connectedness
we live inside openness & call it selves, world, trees all driven by pulse of blood or water there is no distinction between my bare feet and the earth meeting & melding atoms while i walk with...
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We are too far from dust in this high bed for dreaming. I am no princess, sleepless for the sake of a cowpea under a mountain of mattresses. Make love to me on sisal. Twigs and all, let me sleep close...
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