*|SEPIA|*

shes still out there you know
since that first dream
when you were fifteen
when she first told you
shes been listening since the beginning
in every time you close your eyes
in every time you open them
in that fluttering and slight space
between asleep and awake
in your fits and in your flails
shes in your wrists
and in your hips
she sparks like static
when you adjust your cap
she sings when you graze
your left foot against the concrete
and she she sings loudest
in that split second
when your right foot stomps
the skate kick to the ground
when you come to a stop
you can see her in everything
when you shut up
and speak
when you find that silence
that lasts long enough
that a single tear creeps its way out
from between the lack of sounds
when you lay naked and alone on the sheets
when you are conscious
of every square inch of skin on your body
all at once
when you hugged that massive
tree branch tightly enough
you could not tell where you ended
and the rest of gaia began

never be afraid

NEVER

Look what happens when the sun comes out

look what happens when the sun comes out
we turn our bellies to the shiny rays
gape and yawn and fill our mouths
our little furry hands we splay
stretching up towards the sky
the dewy beads evaporate
the warmth soaks in
the cold of the presvious night
is shaken off is slaked away
the ground awakes
the visibility of our breath evades
twisting the obfuscating angles
though as natural in the dark it be
omnipresent our direction
we permeate this concrete jungle
and its halogenic canopy
what could we be
through the fog and steam
and sharp wide seams between the trees
we seem to see so much diffently
take the occuslither
kaleidascoping forest filter
as a part of our tetrachromacy
everything thats to be seen
we see
sub ceiling
sub base
sub terra
sub nature
rub our grippy little fingers tips along the bark
the core experiences touch like the skin can sense the heart
synapses flash like the furs own fire spark
miselium communicates in time with the pinching birth of stars
sub base core word crown
we gather up the simple elements that draw us near to propogate
a single dimension we could not possibly
alone through walk
PROLIFERATE