just short of a month

similar to the extension of sound after the initial strike. from a single point of impact cycles different sounds: variations connected by uniquely bunched airwaves yet each interval absolute. one must be still. one must listen.

i sit.

i am working with all of myself. distant;closer to than ever before. synchronicity of universal source checking in. starlight always with us, encompassing all, i speak to you. i reach and stretch my limbs back cracking open canyons broad and everest deep. this breaking, this spilling of selves, this is a death of ego cravings and ravings.

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About wordverserune

writer. poet. student. listener. kinkster. queerdo. hippy dippy witchy woo.
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