Lonely I ride the goose
warm pulsating crystal
into toxic mudras
pouting master at the creek
no territory for the bull
wounded dear, gasping in the low sun tunnel
Scintillating energy of freedom
no memory to upset you
Extensive records deleted in throes of Arizona craters
concise law, psychological root, no kingdom to renounce – examining impermanence
main sail California party hogs, spiral wolves and rabbits…