ra runs the river
Cool it down is today’s soundtrack. Tuesday’s too. Give me a high-pitched "Sheee’s" and love me by the hour. The ground was sand last night, brown, and that was before sleeping occurred.
occur: Latin occurrere, to run toward.
I ran after, recurrently,—
Let me tell you about sand. Sand is hard work. My gluts ache. Sand is in my pants pockets. Sand is in my socks. Sand is in my car. Sand is in my bag that was in my car the whole time I was in the sand. Sand is in my map of the state. People get lost.
—the volleyball that was chronically pitched outside the sand floor darkened by sky, rolling toward an empty ravine. My shapeless forearms bruised, my delicate necklace absorbed all sweat. Recurring anxiety dream came to life, then I served up the last dusk supper with my eyes closed.
Who loves the sun? Who knows the cyclops? One man had a vision, looking into the sun. Each head is totally loaded.
occur: Latin occurrere, to run toward.
I ran after, recurrently,—
Let me tell you about sand. Sand is hard work. My gluts ache. Sand is in my pants pockets. Sand is in my socks. Sand is in my car. Sand is in my bag that was in my car the whole time I was in the sand. Sand is in my map of the state. People get lost.
—the volleyball that was chronically pitched outside the sand floor darkened by sky, rolling toward an empty ravine. My shapeless forearms bruised, my delicate necklace absorbed all sweat. Recurring anxiety dream came to life, then I served up the last dusk supper with my eyes closed.
Who loves the sun? Who knows the cyclops? One man had a vision, looking into the sun. Each head is totally loaded.
2 Comments:
with all the rain coming down around me, i would say i'm loving sun very much right about now.
well, i've got the answer to one question now. maybe somebody knows the cyclops. ra to you.
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