dream.
(the rocking chair push
of sameness rhythm. )
will you grind
me flat like sandstone.
loose like the wind on a heavy day.
crusted maple leaves twitch
beneath the slant of hardwood
shadow. feet press floor.
lean and fall. is why my breath
is shallow. and giving way
to pressured rivulets. and
ocean released. being
silly.
(the rocking chair push
of sameness rhythm. )
will you grind
me flat like sandstone.
loose like the wind on a heavy day.
crusted maple leaves twitch
beneath the slant of hardwood
shadow. feet press floor.
lean and fall. is why my breath
is shallow. and giving way
to pressured rivulets. and
ocean released. being
silly.
