Mack Trucks and Mules

Location

PO Box 81
United States

(this is written for a little bird)

 

pherenomes. attraction. physical. salted sweat. and never ever forget the stance

holding the edge as if only minutes ago

 

engine filled with torque and will

her shoes still a rainbow reminder

like soft snow warming the feet bared to sight and touch with a winters kiss...

 

i am so fucking thankful to have found what is and what was 'found'

living multiple universes

with a board smashed against the head to start training

laughing at the thought of penguins and dolphins playing chess...

so sleep well little bird, nested tight in my heart

a desert  spanning intense heat of lava and that of a plain of ice frozen particles of dust.

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