photo_camera by I Want a New Scooter
knotted knobs on tree branches
catching my skin
slice open
let the throbbing out
discover the nakedness
of transparency
of reflective thoughts
of colors of music
is this one enormous moment
that weaves interminably
determined never to burn
pulling me a windless kite
light crashes
moving to a dance
rocks skip easily
over a lap-less river
with sheaves of titillation
presence becomes lucidity
spreading particles apart
under circles to see
unencumbered eyes
light disperses
veils fall in open ponds
murmurs of laughter
the blood tide
the deluge begins