thirst?
hunger?
let’s surf the landscape
because nothing really fits
let’s find something new within
the very heartbeat breath and line
that I am writing
let’s let go
of the drama and pique
this is not the self
let us reach into
the olive and yellow flesh of the gourd
and take the kernel
because it is there
all the now
and it has been
so many days
months since I tasted
————w(O)rmholes________________________________|—–
being wormhole: Victorian bays / right angles and eaves
letting go wormhole: the freedom to … // … enjoy
living wormhole: radiator
olive wormhole: chrysalissing
writing wormhole: fresh start
zazen wormhole: OK, quiet now / for the register
