a way above my head i see the strangest sight
hole in heart pierced through to the quick underneath all
is the gut fucking punch of brain cancer this cancer odyssey
rips you apart +pieces you back together as if you are still yourself
but you are NOT +never will be ever yet underneath the blood
yoke staples radiation burns a new poet emerges part forestsprite
part crone stoic ju bu (thinking caps on.. you can decipher this!)
you rise un-humpty 2000+yrs ago Aurelius said: i am an old man now
it’s time to stop being a slave to no longer be pulled along like a puppet
on strings to stop being dissatisfied with today and afraid of tomorrow
oh she is tired a watery sun warms her old poetparts a bitter wind licks
her in the slits where her coat doesn’t give cover she listens to the leafless wind
no birds a quiet freeze you cannot extinguish me motherfuckers
girl woman crone cadaver skeleton bones twigs nests bugs frogs stray cats in the
family garage saddles a brother’s real birth certificate a rusted out used car
how did her old parents ever clean out that house? both spent+breathless +free
recent missive from the heavens where parents float..
where a Chagall fiddler fiddles ..over old wine+old bones
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Winter 2025 ..free llirpa snikta..🕊
songanddancegirl 