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Let me dry to a coldwintercrisp,
so the open i n g o f S p r i n g
c a n b r e a k
m y p o t t e r ' s
h a n d;
T o k e e p a w a y
f r o m t h e
kiln;
T o e s c a p e t h e
well;
T o r e t u r n n o t,
b u t
r e c o g n c i l e
w i t h
m y r i v e r s t a t e.
:::
You, are aroma to me;
coffee bean scent.
grass cut freshly.
ocean breath off Galway.
but, You are also aroma's Spreading;
windful pollin carrier.
naked soap running down.
fog penetrating pine forest.
this love,
simultaneously Baker
and bakery smell
simultaneously Baker
and bakery smell
:::
i will give up today,
so i can believe tomorrow;
sit me on a horseless saddle,
so i can re-discover riding enjoyment
before the horse decrees me
worthy of believing again.
:::
God: that child who walks
with a parent and turns around
at your looking.
intuitive little things they are;
children know of your looking
prior to your head turn;
prior to the thought of your head turning.
(God: that Unconditional who walks
with a parent and turns around
at your Loving.
intuitive little things they are;
children know of your Loving
prior to a condition;
prior to a thought of a condition.)
:::
mommy?
Yes, hun.
how old do i have to be
before i taste as good as you?
Very old.
but how old?
As old as taste.
as old as taste?
Yes. That is very old.
i don't wanna be that old.
Why not?
i just wanna taste good now.
You will know when you taste good.
how?
It is not in your plumpness nor in the twist of your vine
but in the reaction of the drinker.
what does the drinker do?
The drinker will lose his or her head, ego-first.
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