Pour it out

Now

Right on me

Stepping stone not

Finish stones not

With feather letters

Write wild

Write your character

This character

Say fuck in line ordering guilt food

Pickles 

Devastating mouth 

Line from evil

No religion here

Tree goddess owns my pleasure parts 

Clean her bark 

Witness

Slave my bones to your earth

Soil yeast liquid 

Hot milk

Dream Alaska ships

Ghost icons in a coffee shop you once loved 

She’ll never know

Distant romance 

Miracle in the if

Imagination triangle enters a circle 

Green on my finger about a mistress

Fuck

Extra sauce please

Don’t look in those eyes

Exposure 

Run stay run

We play in a dance to make sure there’s always dancing for the mundane

Only one in on it

Strangers stay strangers until you let them in for a bite

My neck is not dinosaur kale

Lick feet 

Own an eardrum

Clean her bark loudly

Often vibrating 

No human touches like this

Me

She walks by at 7:30 am wearing a backpack and hiking shoes

Clothes

Beautiful homeless 

Or 

On her way to work

Good Morning 

Hi

I love you right now

Green potpourri bags are the best for picking up dog shit

Walks over the bridge

Until tomorrow

Curious