Aquatic world
Passing
through me
Clouds
bring moisture
To this
thirsty world
Rivers
take it away
To the
sea
-I really
do hope so
Not
a single drink
Can
bring me
This
thirsty Saturday morning
The
sense of love
Like
a round woman
I did
know
Heavy
with feelings
About
cubs & dugouts
Hubs&
sons
Her
multiverse
Plagued
with wormholes
Ending
back in this world
And
the hand of
A beloved
boy
I’m
the guilty author
But
I’m like the Greek guy
Of the
Odysseus movie
-I
did see it three times
No matter
where you going
O where
you come from
At all
It’s
just Curiosity
What
matters the most
When
sun goes up
Clouds
are making round hats
Like
H-Bombs
Above
mountain tops
While
I’m writing this
This
thirsty Saturday
Far
away from the known God
VABM Saturday, August 23, 2014
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