how open does the fire
have to be
to be able to
breath life
into
the moment
and
how open and
free
do i have to be
in ordet to breathe
the smell of chestnuts and
celebration
into
my lungs and
my life
The truth is in the context. My context involves packing lunches, pushing vegetables, making beds, washing clothes, lots of singing and dancing, and pretending to hunt Bison. This blog is where I report my truth ... often in verse, seldom in rhyme, and never meant to be vocalized.
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