Just another dalliance
Or the place to embark on
For a little longer
To see the fire
In what may come
Even lines
Solidity
Or in an escape
Wild sons of collapsing
These wiggling vibrations represent
A bit of each of us
And then the perception born
From these places
We discuss the important topics
From there
You begin to quit things to prove you can
It used to be waiting for some other thing
Now there’s a feeling to protect the simplicity
Freeing space to just sit where it sits
Without the struggle of their minds
You begin to see you can have what you need
When you want it
Nothing else changes
Its a rotation
And the locals are getting restless
Exposed to the possible in the arts
Fiction becoming realized
Evolving to destroy ourselves
What is left to do
But then spring happens
And you’re there again but different
All the new green is new
A familiar friend you haven’t seen in a seasons read
As the cold moves on packing its last bags
Color comes in the air and in the tensions released
Open in the madness
Love is loud
And coming home
Hazy Acres 
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