yeah

My heart is in my head beating loud
my feet grab the ground
my knees dont listen to me
my hands dirty about
my chest holds me mother close
my ears....ah, my ears I listen to them
my nails scratch when I leave
my toes dont know they are there
my eyes spit it out loud
my teeth, my skeleton trying to get out
my thoughts thinking they know
my breath only when it quiets down
my skin dies so it can finally scatter about on top
my back is hiding from me
my tongue doesnt know how well it does
my lungs and accordion sound
my legs like when I sleep
my stomach caging in to filter out
my nose is stubbornly clinching down
my hips twist to wake me up

!!!!What it costs!!!!!
!!!!you're almost home!!!!
!!and that old soundscapes new ground!!
you skip across water
when you splash you jump
!!that old soundscapes new ground

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Clear out some empty space

they are hiding your face for now

and taking your place is a break in the day, no place to play in this town

I'm out of patience.....Suns shoving down to:

…..drought in my mouth.....shadows grab on to my back

.....this a running away..........a day, a going on

so the blog starts..........

I have an ongoing feud with words and this is my peace treaty:

Somehow between the blur of intent and meaning you rest irresponsibly. Although I can't argue that you misrepresent more than myself, I can say that your ego hinges on a representation of truth. This makes me laugh deep in my gut. However, truth also rests on spilling you out of my mouth..........let us work together to blur and clarify what is. Oh god it happens to be what is