Delicate dissolution escape the mad
Practice and more practice
Try this seasoning
Just a touch in a sprinkle hand
Laying flat as it whispers
Figure it out
Seven things to seven reasons
Wiggle the images in one hand
Wave with the others
Embrace the warmth
Naked in the cold as a chosen remedy
Exposed to the shadow
A final moment in the rising slow
Three faces play cards on a Monday
Pick a favorite shirt
Smooth operator ears
Dry umbrella with small holes
Seeing fractured time
Sentimental tokens dangling down for receptions
Alley way with graffiti
Hallways with a rhythm
A wolf as a friend
Celibacy accidental
Ending up in the space you gravitated toward
Trust the moment as it should be
Answers lay still like a snake
Waiting for the movement
Hush criminal
Just as it is in the freak business
There’s a communication in willowing sanctions
Imagine the break
Tides of drugs and pyramids
Mantra’s sizzle the air
Hot fires all around the intent
When it cracks its a new scar
Drying up to heal with the herbs
Wicked medicine they say
To dive in
Solo pilgrims sit on the edge stirring
A lovers brew
Festering in a story written overhead
What’s the frequency
Oscillating letters that bounce in patterns
Beaten paths covered in leaves
Heavy moisture
Grab the new face
Wear the new ways
Metamorphosis collisions
In the gaps there’s a brooding echo
Lost is simply knowing exactly
Inside the box with arms outside the lines
Hazy Acres 
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