Heaven

With a slide slip thrust

Into your pulsing being

I am touching

Heaven

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Spit shine

Let me spit shine some words for a ramble

on this page words my words be

rhythms set free they walk stride skip

carrying you along for how long

we’ve yet to see remember

to breathe now breathe

necessary you

know

Home with no name

Home with no name, this charcoal deep airy lost place. Cut bonds and cords flit in the wind, a thousand tentacles. Sad hearts stand in quiet corners, lost, trembling, cold, bent, buckled, they weep – they weep – they weep.

Now, stumbled to standing, I’ll split the heavens for you, snare the brightest sun. Across the pond out of reach your heart glistens warm gold love. I am now, finally, bound by nothing but me. If I could only cleave the pond in two,

find myself lost no more.

for jch