IT is ‘they” as we sold the sun and moon
and stars away — __ children laugh and forget
up or down autumn spring summer or NOW
if as though “anyone” or “anyhow” have lost
their heart crying sleep wake and hope.

Oh, they try to explain as ice & snow
they try to forget their pain
& now one can ever stoop to kiss their Souls
\as little as little/ as was is was and nothing
more they dream their sleep.
& no anyone more.

:: 05.07.2020 ::

It is clean to be honest
and if most gestures of
heart bring thee glee then
another perfect paragraph
exposed by fragility;
\Upon any Soul’s slightest
look: although i have closed
my heart as fingers touching
carefully the wish of My Life.
Suddenly
carefully within Me great
fragility___.

said “he.” As said, “She.”

:: 05.07.2020 ::

NOW by walking i heard myself
the head checking upon the
Voice __forgetting all the
Pain __ paving a silent way
to escape : from EveryHow,
AnyWho & EveryThing…
i almost stepped upon &
crushed an Insect — it’s head;
futuristic-florescent green
and Legs longer than any cat-
walk Life’s stride //you can
become the sound all around you
or love the Soul that is protected
by the Hand of God\\ allow yourself
to forget words my dearest reader:
everyOne goes crazy every moment.

:: 05.07.2020 ::