Can you hear me?
I can't stand to worry.
So my plan's purely
To surrender to God.
The void behind the sun is agape.
The world a grape illustrated in an ancient still life of oil pastel 2D texture.
Bookends: January One and December Thirty-one.
Everyone wants to be prominent in this here story, to be special.
As for me, I dance through the hidden forests of earth 2015, content merely to breathe deeply the fresh air swirling through the canopy.