are you agin, then take your poem and go.
embodied in babylonian debates.
it opens under our feet, nature loves to hide.
shifting voices blow by and into the stillness.shifting voices blow by and into the stillness.
one day to walk on the wind without crutches.
in these circumstances becomes becomes devoid of context, agenda, and open night and day.in these circumstances becomes becomes devoid of context, agenda, and open night and day.