Entangled mesh, you dirt-dark roots ‘going under’; unseen, cool earth Rising up, you praise-filled ascension Boughs outstretched; mirrored mesh Sun soaked self Sunk deep from night We trees are thoughts We leaves our passions We forests; worlding Budding moments Whirling wind On spinning orbs Exploding out We fertile voids
Once upon a time there was a fox. The fox was placed in charge of the hen house. The fox’s job was to regulate...
