morning yoga

1 Mar

more gang bang from colorsetbrushes on paint and broken bats with words.


saw dust and pillars;
salt shakers and sugar
everything stuck in transitionsaguenay 001 (3)
these dark hours disguised as light;
our primordial dusk;
how could we know this would be day 1;
we were so tired, but still
befriending vultures and
loving without a compass.
god, i hope to always notice
the caboose kid slipping under the fence
into Remo’s junkyard and out;
like a tree ring spun free from the stump;
yoked and ready to climb down the blue;
to stretch in Saguenay mawning

-words by Steve; broken bats

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One Response to “morning yoga”

  1. kvennarad March 2, 2015 at 5:04 am #

    I like what you’re doing.

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