Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos

Will it be a peace

As you are out 

Felt in 

Now to create 

Something else 

With this 

To be met 

Not this 

Here

Sometime with unexpected 

Others

Follow that trail 

Instead 

Of trying 

These cats play 

In the alley 

I live in the hills 

With the trees 

Belonging to no one 

Feeling friction in the sways

Subtle dance

Could be imagined 

Then I must ignore

My body 

Here

Never felt smart 

Learn the hard way 

Eventually 

Boat rockers for the hell of it

Lots to center in the self 

As a self centerer 

You