It is too soon
to be too late.
Chagall 2017
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It is too soon
to be too late.
Chagall 2017
The smell of cinnamon everywhere.
Cin’ hon’- where do you keep the shampoo?
Chagall 2017
My postings for October 5th are complete. I am free to come out to play!
Love – Carlos
There will come a time when there will be no one
who remains to attest to anything.
Chagall 2017
Primal use cases driving all of this
derivative protocol.
Chagall 2017
My pen is filled with streets, the places I would go
Had I muscle and will
Chagall 2017
Time ere dawn, low moon above rooftops, indigo-oxygen swirls
Sky props and wisps of cloud, as a child I soared high enough to see
But low enough to not be afraid, tickled in tall warm pines
Shaken by zephyrs all night long, and now mere hours
From light again, more hum not tick nor tock
A sine wave gnashing its teeth
Ere settling in…
New day
Cherish, astonish
Eminent being: sunlight
Diffuse rainbows at our edge
Awash in watery wavy sentience
More than reality, we actually are
Skin, merely skin, be curious
Go deep
Peek inside
Moments of day remain to enjoy
The weave of fine golden filament through dense canopies
Trees the color of faith and atonement, the richest greens
Earth knows, is able to render in this our time
Our space, this shared dive onto gravity
A chance speedway in empty air
We share
Look up
See the fall?
Chagall 2017
I pile on more blankets to thwart the cold
I relish the shiver of the chill once relinquished
Braced against heated ground, the aroma exudes me
I am the mist of moist earth emanating upward onto myself
Mycorrhizal by nature, of course
Chagall 2017
She said there would be balladeers
singing in classic 5-part embroidery.
Eddie K of the mountain lakes,
smooth bay-rum for the ears, a teardrop-step
in tailored pants, sharkskin maybe mohair,
the voice of the slow-grind, a fill-light
upon sweeping profile, cheeks so
smooth, astringent sharply braced,
invigorating love in every arpeggio
Chagall 2017
Consider yourself transported back in time, what do you do
or what do you know that’s so extraordinary to prove you are from our time?
Chagall 2017 – A mind is a terrible thing to waste.
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