I plan
to sit very still
not move
for an hour…
Month: August 2021
my digital signature
doesn’t quite match mine…
bubbles
suspended only
on the hand
side – should I ask…
look through
the ginger ale green…
Metamorphosis
is not always transparent
goo like the monarch,
garbling the green and yellow…
I believe mine
is in the Slough of Despond
looking for the sticky wicket…
only my stomach
is currently in my body
my arms have stretched
above my head, wrapping…
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