106. Melting (Myshkin, 2021) · free verse

A droplet in love with the ocean, I sit by the shore and I cry. My heart is exploding with pleasure I’m grateful for not knowing why. A young man reached out for some guidance I spoke of surrender and will, Of magical journeys that take me Enticingly faster downhill. And now, into sunrise I’m melting My bound’ry as porous as gauze, The birds cry my love song. I join them, Beyond “what about” and “because.”

Wednesday, January 6, 2021 — The Everglades, FL

From Angels, Earthworms & Guitars

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