Today looked at bit like this:
It sounded like this:
And it felt like this:
secular passage
he
and i danced
in the desert. barefoot.
stomping
together
far before. more than
lifetimes can capture;
the number of times
you try to keep up.
she entered. consumed.
she became. becoming.
dropped shoulder declaration.
swallowing keys. on strings.
favoring false. moth to fire.
buried beyond neck.
and while a reach
might not extend. i am holding
him and
eye.
lovely gretchen….
thank you erich. i haven’t been coping very well without him. x