Aster
@frithfulfool
i ask a lot of annoying questions and i like to look at the sky
dappled, scattered light reaching through aggregate dust turning toward rocks of rust and moisture ratios related to roughly coordinated movements waves of energy constantly colliding sunlight subsiding bug bites time to go inside then
legs for days beg for lazy mornings dregs of hazy evenings running through stormy streets meet me at the intersection of cut calves and sore feet
sweat drips lips dry cuticles stripped from slipping tieline hips sliding open slowly unwinding from hours of grinding flipping a switch loosening grip gliding into twilight trip of a lifetime
peering into winter the lag after the longest darkest night of the year fearing the chill that lingers from solstice freeze as the sun slowly breathes life back into us the trees dance in the diffused light lightly dusted with ice the price of spring renewal is winter's sleep keep safe
dry air gentle care fairly weathered whether cold or feeling barely there a time to wear your work and a time to wash scrubbing off the dirt but joy in a job well done lingers
early morning sweet release stillness heavy, quiet peace first kiss of light first skin's caress first bit of day to be so blessed bliss without the rushing blood joy but no big dopamine flood simple pleasures treasure this early morning day's first piss
sitting intermittent bits of peace with pieces of stolen time on parcels of stolen land dams built long ago shaped the way we know our knowing of this place sitting without flitting around sounds in my head superceding my peace it's hard to sit in body and mind at the same time
simple pleasure criminal behavior skin-kissed breeze the trees have no fears of my freedom of movement of the human need to breathe getting naked feeds the soul a simple ritual to remind us all of how we got here of which parts make us whole and which can be shed
bless my soul stretch these soles effervescent holes in time less excuses restitution of bodily goals best part is that it's all mine
intimacy exposure enmity closure wordplay it's over sunlight new pastures come closer
happy toesday spread 'em let 'em flex get 'em sweaty then relax nothin' like a bath
in this heat feeling it from forehead to feet depleting resources indiscreet complete comfort is fleeting free me from my own sweat let me breathe better see better be better when sweater weather comes he'll come with sleet
moving to a new watershed shedding layers ready to say goodbye ready to cry homesick before i've left lively fireflies by the creek follow me in my memory frozen in a perfect sky
an ode to Bennett ~ went in so gently befriended my body attentively rendered me ecstatic explored my elasticity matched my energy waves of cosmic magic it's tragic i didn't ask for your number
balance is a talent we are bilateral beings easy to swing one way or the other back and forth side to side lives are filled and spent astride this natural divide back and forth side to side across an imaginary line can you feel your polarity?
soon the sun will run the day sweet rays dripping away slipping down my back no lack of warmth solstice born again chlorophyll storm event summer
a moment to rest can test resolve dissolving the best plans intricately laid highly involved investing in de-stressing invites the guest of less less aggressive gestures less impressive fixtures less pernicious strictures figuring out what feels good instead of what's productive
don't forget to stretch each day breathe deep and relax into it common sense common scents motivation to stay limber touch your toes to your nose a sensation composed of common sense and common scents
self care wealth of nervous awareness a system of synapses concentrated in the sole among other places embrace those relationships take yourself to space with a gentle caress a firm press impressive nuance with patience and grace
snow day along the Cocalico no way to tell how long curled up on the couch reading a book or playing a song winter ambience
i could get lost in cotton shorts, sheets, shirts synthetic fabrics can hurt sensitive skin you ever flirted with felted plastic? fabricated fibers fantastically elastic passed on from plants from before the Jurassic cotton's young but cotton's classic
i miss Susquehanna summer the sun on my skin sucking me in to its ecosystem i'm nothing but a cell tell me how to melt my way back
gained a bit of a following fame feed me swallowing my pride diving in, finding moments to share aware of the distance coexisting with closeness