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Autumn pushes me into dormancy dry edges in burnt orange pressed between silent pages Winter locks me in an icicleshell rime breath in interlockin..

my paintbrush my soul exposed watercourse epic peel off karmic wheel fingertips citrus human rind combined mulberry spiral skin ripping ..

Desert was the color of gold and sienna sky was cornflower blue not a hint of clouds ocean above a sand dune dreaming a sound into the air deep..

~conceived while swinging those 7 hole oxbloods over a roof ages ago~

~a shortee sugar spin~

Her soul started swaying to the hurt in the quake of a violin strings a swing made of gold braided rope a scroll unwinding its supple leather..

~ smile~

~ tongue in cheek~

~ from a free form impromptu poetry slam last night~

~a ReCreation Myth For The Future~