Confessional. Witness. Archive. A grounding, where nothing….where I don’t come to die. Ever. My wishing well. My #WriteOrDie I hope this is a treasure for those that find it.
Wednesday, February 27, 2013
Hump day.
Grateful energy
grateful for your arrival
I was expecting you.
You got here!
Just as I planned.
She feels you
I see it in the flair of every
layer of her fur.
The safety of these walls
she brushes against it
swooping up and down
the long hallway
free spirit
drowns in the joy
of you energy
my, how you’ve changed
good, too
It’s good!
Hanging in there
in the balance
of beginning and end
Like hump day.
Energy, never does
end.
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