The Moon last night can not — will not — be represented here
nor the disgruntled feel of our Deep Time ancestors
Now — here — In our early morning moments — we are left to explain these sudden bursts of colors
to give meaning to the flotsam floating by
And to acknowledge the everyday paradise of our lives is not always photogenic or comfortable but it remains paradise nonethelessOff to see the pre-colonial ruins of empire, y’all
Much Love,
Con/Jur/d, 1/5/2022
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