Like a Rock
Old and slow like a rock for my family on the broken scree of a sliding slope, I lay down aching and wake with a
February 28, 2013
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Old and slow like a rock for my family on the broken scree of a sliding slope, I lay down aching and wake with a
Nothing will surprise you if not today, the sudden appearance of a star, music from a nearby tree and the pulse beating like a drum
Months gone seasons pass autumn light spring preparing shaman’s blade bile extracted nerves spared laser piercing cells removed father freeing past and future wisdom singing
Into the night air and winter sky of bright light on ebony, I finally exhale, feel my body settle and guts shift to match the