dancing as deer in boots of cocoons,
and dousing stars

I only understand bits and pieces, but the neurons aligned in this sweat lodge force my brain away from the scalding of my clavicle and throat to see only what they speak-

Our bodies are just the hulls of our souls, the shell of the seed of our inside and everything. The Earth and her espoused Sun, the Brothers and Sisters of North, East, South, and West, are the arms reaching to wrap the ribcage of the immediate Universe…

manyana manyana


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