173. Life Thru and Thru (Myshkin, 2021) · free verse

Wild wooly freedom Disentangling the flight Of birds trapped inside an airport terminal. I walk alone, Present, Empty of gathering clouds. Life tastes like chocolate, The sun is shining On sinners and saints alike. Which are you? Family is everyone, Everything, Each note of music. Anyone you know Could hold you, Tenderness growing, Glowing. Bombs are defused Only by love, That single choice That blades of grass make, Trees that kiss our whispers, Cement is just a very thick coat. Mother Earth is still here, Will always be, Guests that we are, Welcomed, Careless, Precious, Always.

Monday, May 17, 2021 — San Jose, CA

From Angels, Earthworms & Guitars

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