Woken too early.
My sinuses telling me that autumn is coming.
Kept awake.
My back telling me that old age is coming.
It is too warm for autumn.
I am to young to be old.
The leaves have started to fall.
Woken too early.
My sinuses telling me that autumn is coming.
Kept awake.
My back telling me that old age is coming.
It is too warm for autumn.
I am to young to be old.
The leaves have started to fall.
breathe
in
life
now
size 44 feet
bright eyes
open ears
nimble fingers
willing mind
look listen think
There are many like me.
Where are you?
I want to meet you.
creep across our foreheads
sit on our eyebrows
collect at the corners of our eyes
tug at our earlobes
curl around the corners of our mouths
puddle under our cheekbones
caress the bottom of our chins
and dance with joy
each and every time
we meet
Many trips
down the 101 to Lund.
The car with electric windows;
zooooommmmm zooooommmmm lock.
What still echos?
Use the words
love and hate
with care.
You never
know anything
but your own experience.
so remember,
Stop.
Look.
Ask.
Listen.