Sitting.
Updating my ipod.
Laying on the floor.
Drinking wine.
Eating cheese and greek olives.
Barefoot.
Kitten purring next to me.
Pj's and pony tail.
Loving the moment.
G'night.
Thursday Poem - Come to Dust
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Spirit, rehearse the journeys of the body
that are to come, the motions
of the matter that held you.
Rise up in the smoke of palo santo.
Fall to the eart...
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