Little by little
Around softly in and out through an edge
The voice
Heady
Shifting soul in the roots
To the rest of the planet
Vibrating
While living truth
Trying at best
Slivers
Tiny particles around the eye
Deeper truths
Deeper even
Still
While you play your move
Hopefully
Gathering all you must
To deliver
On the vision
Changing the current
Wide openly to the waves
Each day
In and around the center
Reversing the switch
Reversing the heels
Toes planting firmly
Until you fly away
Taking the color with you
Then sprinkling it over the city
Where the lights died
Some time ago
In a period
Without love
Without the care
For the world
Unpacking the totems
Placing a marker
Diagonal from the flame
Constant
One star that moves
Zipping to it
Shooting into oblivion
Sharing the gold
Becoming new
Slowly falling back to center
Forgetting
Hazy Acres: The Creative Practice of Ryan Boos 
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