what would it take to
kill the imagination
it is important to
wonder what
our enemies
are already
thinking
you are
so much
blood I
love you
your force
the force
of blood
we give
our thanks
to the engineer
of this meadow
can you hear how it is
flowing through our
door flooding a
better word
sections of
the day peel
away to our
curative
vigor
we were going to be okay
we just did not know it at the time
if the
marketing
birds do
for love
were
the
only
ad of
the day
do you
puke when
attempting to resist
the violence money costs
going over the freedoms
one at a time
questions
roll in blue
and red
answers
return
home
amethyst
to
desire
the world
as it is
not as
it was
falling
feather
attaches
to new life
for a moment
when the hammer
approached we thought
is that thing coming this way
we are the fractal
drop to hear
our own
harmonics
in the muffled
underground
hum of seeds