Allow your lips and eyes
to become Enchanted
by the rollings,
and unrollings
of the voices
on tongues,
that speak
with the heat,
that makes the air dance.
The singing in the "O's"
Nature speaks in spiraling codes.

Rollings to unrollings,
the verbing of the openings.
The worldly tessellations
heard in lanterns
and the trellises
of superficial form.
In the funnels
and the gully's,
where the chasms become
yawnings,
the leaves are waking up.
exposing us.
Latticed in decorations,
nature's dressings,
wearing eyelets, perforations...
the kind of rips in wear
that only naturally,
look best on us.

The fruits that bear,
the vistas and the
landscapes, from the
fields of visions
that appear
the most appealing -
painting the prettiest
of panoramas...

Uncoverings.

And if you remove
the cues
like the horizon
from a landscape scene,
it becomes difficult
to tell
if you're looking at pebbles
or hills...
There's something there
that i want to understand,
not the order or the chaos,
but something in between.

The life of an Indian is like the wings of the air. That is why we must always be feathered up: we are relatives to the wings of the air. ----Black Elk (1863-1950) Oglala Sioux Holy Man

my life,
as of late,
has been defined by my spine,
how it caves & extends
& elongates, & drenched,
it ripples along the surface
& skin,
stretched is where your spine supports mine. imag
es on high,
and even if
no one else sees
there is an awareness of pressure,
like wind is to air.

our most reverenced form
of growth.
fascinated by the properti
es of nature,
even in decomposition,
I manage to see
the way things are built
up. an ongoing conversation,
we listen to everything,
to revive the ways
we know. because in nature,
there is a system of subtleties,
not concerned with the perceived imperfections
of the ways nature wages war,
nature is not concerned with your ligaments
or tectonic breaks, or skeletal derails. in decomposing
the structure of words,
in scattering,
we've built
a silence in space. and that's why
i like you and i like the new sounds that we make
that we've built,
and that we swing on
in this
sweet availability of air <3