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It's two o'clock.
I want to feel the moon pull me,
but I can't.
I touch the tip of each of my toes
Nerves still good.
Someday that pinky will just be a prop.
I want to see the ebb and flow,
some new avenues to cycle through
Doesn't constancy grow?
When cobwebs tiptoe up,
creeping tendrils grasping (me) dearly
who are cobs?
This turn,
eighteen of the same emails deleted.
When the rising and falling
of the breath of the morning
Quickens and rushes into one
hushless rustle
I begin to panic
Slow down, eager Earthbuds
Decrease that tempo.
A pepper's growing.
My garden is burgeoning and what sort of mother
forgets to be mindful of all of those milestones?
I'm dizzied by this spinning
Please, wait.
Let's not draw the dawn any nearer.
Pull me, moon.
Hold me in your cradle.
I heard once
it rocks
it rocks back and forth
ebbs and flows
Let me sway.
I've forgotten gravity too long
And sometimes, I think
you can flow and ebb
rock forth and back.
Am I wrong to suggest?
It's been so long since I've heard the words
in this cascading susurrus.
Please, hold on,
If just for a bit
It's been so long since I've spoken with my mother.
I want to feel the moon pull me,
but I can't.
I touch the tip of each of my toes
Nerves still good.
Someday that pinky will just be a prop.
I want to see the ebb and flow,
some new avenues to cycle through
Doesn't constancy grow?
When cobwebs tiptoe up,
creeping tendrils grasping (me) dearly
who are cobs?
This turn,
eighteen of the same emails deleted.
When the rising and falling
of the breath of the morning
Quickens and rushes into one
hushless rustle
I begin to panic
Slow down, eager Earthbuds
Decrease that tempo.
A pepper's growing.
My garden is burgeoning and what sort of mother
forgets to be mindful of all of those milestones?
I'm dizzied by this spinning
Please, wait.
Let's not draw the dawn any nearer.
Pull me, moon.
Hold me in your cradle.
I heard once
it rocks
it rocks back and forth
ebbs and flows
Let me sway.
I've forgotten gravity too long
And sometimes, I think
you can flow and ebb
rock forth and back.
Am I wrong to suggest?
It's been so long since I've heard the words
in this cascading susurrus.
Please, hold on,
If just for a bit
It's been so long since I've spoken with my mother.