one late night
driving along the river
in fog and light taking rain
a great owl swooped low across the road
and took our breath
its speckled grey coat
illuminated
some say good luck some
say bad. our thoughts landed on friends we lost
who crashed aside this road
tonight our tears are all
they have
#katyamills
i am so lucky to even live
so many in my circles they
passed on
may the thankfulness
live forever. if nothing
else
I am only a small creature traveling in small circles radiating with the onset of the rains. My insignificance is something to behold. To think life could get so intricate as you and me. Here’s a multicolored marble rolled out to meet us. Give it to the hollow of a pocket. What luck!
stamped lottery fare
scratched out
bored coin
thrown here
thrown there
casually discarded
to attract
a blade
a fingernail
what was luck
disillusionment
rubbed out
of
waxy
uninformed
young american
stares
Hey. You are golden. 2 me, you are silver clear like aero transparency. My heart reaches out 4 some place where we connect. Miss you. MissUs. Miss you &me, boo. Found clarity. water purifying vision. No windex. No chemical could substitute. Cannot be bottled, cut or bricked up. For real. You are my friend. my brother. my crosstop sodapop panic button broke no stoppin!. The dont know up from down cause sometime we fuck up. sharpen stones 2 knives. Inbetween the division of our lives. Cross the culture of our tribes…Inspired at our best. Desire, desire. Laugh til we cry. Look into my eye. See? in under four hours we get the full lunar eclipse, the Frost Moon. opening for the headliner. The tradewind wash over oakland, her so many homicides– this rain, she falls 4 peace. Hit tongues of kids out playing, residual taste of acid maybe. so what? its urban, this life, above &beyond suburban, west2east dyslexic fuckin trip to say the least..peace. ~ Katya
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