throw it over here

the bone

toss it high into the sky

see its twisting spiral descent

wonder of its internal lattice

easy for the eyes yes

looking to the sky

and imagine the reality of freedom

the cage of person

the relief of one

imagining the possible

touches into sweetness

the only one


-Lahmadaj

it's all

there
each day
the turning
each day

pleading with the strawberries
his face lowers
drip the leaves

can't imagine anything else
a million infinite
each day

enter the tune
a length of fret
trigger finger

there it is
each day


-Lahmadaj

...

convinced myself
not to continue this desire
as though some sage converted to **anity
only later in long stretches
a realization of perpetual imagining
the desire actual
only never to act
and float how one should
rarely every kicking
limbs into its current

or am I all the same


-Lahmadaj