gyrmination

How can you confine your love to just one person? I am screaming with the passion of a wronged lover. How can you call that love! Do I remind myself, or counsel another? In this dream, do I call out to every conflicted lover who shields her eyes from nature in the name of constancy? [...]

Edge of sand and sea I am bridged to every end of the earth. Evening cool sweeping across brings curls of woodfire smoke, evokes recognition of something, at the tip of my heart’s tongue . . . (timelessness.)