solution

If

you don't

like my life
tough problem

solved
'

solvent
saline
solution

imbued

his palms

sway

warm
ocean
breezes

toss
waves
beckon

hands
enfold
hopes

crush
fear

rocket man

rage that burns
like a rocket

propels dream
of justice

broken

between stages
launch after launch

zero g
star shine

blazing blue earth

like god or something

up there
looking down

every individual
strife unnoticed

until
the pull
of reentry

doing

This is the developing consequence
of thinking about doing sound art...
and recording it.
I may not make much sense,
but my essence is rare.
and.
from the nugget of 'open up and bleed'
some real stuff is
coming.

that's all I can say for now.

toy piano...
sewing machine...
whistling...
breath...

some more instruments I play.

but maybe you meant... need...
I could parse all night.

but where would that get me?
maybe
a song or something.

So I'm thinking..
when you get there
I could do music.
an album
maybe.. what? 10 songs
some covers
some originals

what do you think
I'm not a genius musician though
just
somewhat
of an admirer
and muse consumer

I see patterns
but I'm not a mathematician.
I see force
but I'm not a politician.

well.
maybe you'll consider.
I like October.
it's a spooky ... good ... month.

I have some friends that play.

violin?
mustard jars?

detached

bending
tall grass
blowing

not breaking
nor yielding

unowned
dispossessed
open

passing through
membranes
unaffected

memories
crate creation

forget
origins, loves
lest they tether
keep small

freedom to love all
is freedom to love
no one

Birthday

Shed film of water
Like molted snakeskin
Emerge warm

Soft

Fluffy towel
Moves over
Familiar surface
Scars and moles
Migrated

Slightly

Reveal
Like Sanskrit
Encrypted history

Mirror

Steamy
Like soft lens
Shifts time
Trickles cleave
Rivers shine