
habituated to the shallow end Con/Jur/d, 5/17/2025 mediumship, if done properly, is an assay of depth, we’re STUCK in the SPAM WAR -- we couldn’t finish, the _____, titled SPAMPIRE (afraid, if we held up a mirror we would be crushed by/yb : by the lack of reflection having fully become what we fear THERE IS NOTHING left TO REFLECT(
how do you say? Con/Jur/d, 5/17/2025 copter, copter, helio - , HELIOS GREEN the day defies us SPINNING SPINNING SPINNING the cemeteries trees are suddenly heavy, everywhere, everywhen is filled SUNLIGHT, plunges between fat, shadow backed clouds, our walking - stick, hand over hand , imitates maple seeds WHIRLING whirls WHIRLING , WHIRLING through the golden air gravestones mark where BLOSSOMS fallen, begin to rot how do you say? comparisons gone notacrackofdivision wordless, you and us united POETRY ESCAPES us, happens this way everyday SMILE LAUGH CRY raven, badger, squirrel crow, sycamore just us, together alon - e, on this moss lined road BETWEEN carved stones.

Much love,
Con/Jur/d, 5/17/2025
Lambrini Girls - Big Dick Energy quite a revelation for me, thanks!