the wet outside tamps down
the dust in my soul, clearing my
throat and freeing me to
B R E A T H E – – – –
more, more, moremoremore:givemeMOREec-
static – set loose – whatcouldido
today? Possibility and opening must be
often (while not always)
triggered by the physical. . . well, sobeit!
So be it.
I am entranced by ionic activity – it lures me;
it draws me in; it expands my soul.
In its personless companionship somehow I LIVE
so much more.
c. Mary Kathryn Gough, Feb 9, 2012 9.25pm wales