CHANGE
... the sonG scREamINgggggg...
to not be afraid
of it.
of what?
mind and mouth closed for the time of sins and arrows-
the every way stride. strut-
wet mut
wandering stick
squares
like me, (but),
i evolved to only
walk on tWo.
A new two. Nearly.
Big eyes like the moons stare
jumping and rolling under
the
thick
grey
sky.
Canopy.
and as i sit
as a screen,
only mesh-
I am chilled to the core.
(today eaten)
but
with change.
with a hint of pain.
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