Sunday, June 11, 2000

a day

Colorado Springs, CO

about four hours now
letting it all sink in
soon travelling to the garden
where the gods are said to dwell
and the way he lies on the floor
head elevated enough
beard still touching the floor
very few here right now
nothing exists except
my brother, the moment and I
appreciated and nothing
simultaneously constantly changing
how far will it go circle perfected
small rug on the floor breathing
out across the street
majestic mountains
behind which the sun calls it a day…

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