Morning Musings

so i've started forcing myself to write. i'm a morning muser. i have a friend ... well two ... who have agreed to be my partner in this forced writing process ... and as such ... i'm sharing it with you. not for you. just with you.

photo by sarah green

so Super of The Mighty Paradocs sent me a facebook message @ 12:01 am. it said: shapeshifters. this was my cue to rise and shine and write my lil heart away ... and so ... i did. ok ... welll eventually.

and then i sent it to her ... and she made a masterpiece of it ... do u know where my hand ends and hers begins ... orrrr vice versa? free entry to the next AUTHENTIC event if you get it right! :)

...

sometimes you wake
and find yourself
soil
loose
and falling
fast through fingers free
and not your own
unearthed
crashing down into you
meeting your
selves as
oceans expanding width-wise
then upwards
chasing moons
sometimes you stop
to seize
this moment
and even it has shifted
into itself
sparkling cinders left
as tactile memory of what once was
I was once myself.
rational.
studious.
centered.
until you.
and you
and you.
got together
and decided to pull my heart strings
bringin me closer.
to the bottom of myself.
sacral.
re rooting.
shapeshifting.