Hazy Acres

By a window early in the morning 

Sounds are different 

Less competition 

Nature playing the symphony 

Peaceful 

With a void 

Yet ok 

Body beat up from the work of it 

Two a days 

Yoga face

Hiking the forrest 

Pup with me 

Loyal

About the only trustable heart beat 

Sidekicks 

Hoops and mad handles

Sound baths to wash off the filth 

Cold showers next to a tree

Music project brewing way in the weeds

Too many faces and expectations in the way 

Day of rest 

Day to reflect 

As things reset 

Candy bars 

Back to focus from being out of it 

Pulled still by a heaviness 

Required to grow we make tough moves 

Letting go as the intensity turns itself off 

And unplugs

And wraps itself back up 

And puts itself in a container 

You ship out 

I could buy a flamingo 

And float around the lake 

Saw my X in a dream 

She looked good 

Saw my childhood in a car wreck on the side of the road

It looked good 

Single fathers in a lightening storm 

Embrace the turmoil

Tough skin 

Furry layers 

When I stop writing its too real to tolerate 

Maybe a new dj set

My brain in a million pieces 

Firing toward one entry point 

Snipers on the hilltops 

Raped love dead in the streets 

Another list to check 

Cabin in the mountain 

Hot tub