I write to be
So i write
the hummingbird sings
twelve line voyage…
so i write
when i walk, while i walk, when i talk to the landing words. Waves. A shore unwind.
Echoing looks and sounds and footprints.
Leaves dancing through the ground landscapes le matin i write i write i’ll write
Sunset within every type-in-g write to fight to stand to part i write the silence i write to hear it i write the absence the nonsense the sadness lacks of meanings i write to be to see to exist.