through the dirty windows too soft for their stones tangled bodies find eachother in the candlelights caress a twisted embrace lying on blue carpet shadows dance on the radiator she crawls towards the last cigarette as an almond-eyed python whispers sweetly in her ear “only fur” the cabbage is crying…

and so it is becoming a yearning stroke a saturated membrane riding a wave of amber flowing from bodies overgrown the endless and rapid existing of the hollow house walls entangled in a fossil a slumber of dreams of naked skin and spillage from our time, our songs skin piercing…

She is touched by their voices Closing the eyes to look into   one   another Adjusting retina, pulse and stories so we can fall deep And disentangle the senses from a big sleep Otherwise they stretch past each other in a dream of silence Drinking off the same caress…

Oh little willow tree Green willow tree Why did you bloom so early?   Why did you bloom so early on Green willow tree Did worries weigh upon you all along?   Did you have many worries? Oh green willow tree Did your mother’s voice, so stern, Made you blossom…

A part of my mind has formed that wasn’t there before. I refuse to process, scan, to try to grasp and discern, to categorize and evaluate. An insight, a step, a thought  A truth, a feeling, a song A wish, a look, a tear A fear, a breath, a path…

death bodies, strung like pearls on a dark string hanging, holding each other and others remember I cared for you loudly and sometimes behind your back DON‘T EAT ME past the edge I fell held as a soaked pillow as a bowl of fur in the sun as a waterfall…

    _______________________________   AIR.LIFE.CYCLES Eyes and Hearts and Bones and Stones beating breathing bursting battering bulging bold beauty basking in the Body of Home   _______________________________       What is happening?   diving into the (w)hole Tunnels under tables deepening submerging caves and bats a moles way searching…

. what made the glass spill? what made the earth stand still? what made the winds sing in the skies? what frightened the cat? . within a crescent moon there are infinity bodies waiting to be caught .

We met infinity cycles ago do you remember it was summer around then the transformed chose a partner in the dining hall and visited each other all around the Home do you remember Hot! water fluffy oats a bent leg in the moon room the footbath was only a distraction…

“Magnetization, also termed magnetic polarization, is a vector quantity that measures the density of permanent or induced dipole moments in a given magnetic material.  As we know, magnetization results from the magnetic moment” . . . . . The density of dipole moments . awaiting Magnetization . to Erupt TIMER