12/29/2018

my hands soar over water
across islands
born and unborn
from and back to the black horizon
i lay crystalline lace
over magma
mossy visages of rock
living mortals
and their ruined gods
do i tire?
there is no leaving the loom
while there is light in this day
there is light in my eyes
unblinking seeking sewing
the invisible pattern
i make, unmake, and am made

12/17/2018

i want you to take
nice easy breaths
in through your nose
and out through your mouth
i'm going to put my hands
here

and

here

and place just a few fingers here

and

here

just feeling for specific areas that may be holding
negative energy
perhaps here

or

here

down on your chin
over here

and

here

moving up your cheek
to alleviate any stress
much of this tension appears
to be spreading

focus on the air
leaving your lungs
'til it begins to soften
i'll be very careful
you're in the early
stages of annihilation
feel my hand
here

and