We’re all the way up, At summit. Our only gear; Banana hammock. ~
s.o.s.
Morse’s code for yet Another intervention Arriving on scene ~
divine timing
Blue tarps and twine Connect the dots between The surface dwellers and street level A reminder constant That water under the bridge Is right on the porch steps Of another On door frames leading nowhere Knocking Knocking Knocking Watch your step at the threshold As at any moment you’d let in a draft In the... Continue Reading →
greetings
Oh ye of great faith, Gather under the oak tree, Winds of change arrived. ~
warm honey
It is all the buzz The swarm is delectable Perfect honeycomb ~
