for all that we build walls of stone
it is not stones who have walls
it is we

stones are open
easy
free
themselves

in ways most of us
will never know
long forgotten

how us long
to be
stone

even in this
stone knows
better more

stones long
stone longs
not

—twentyfive june twothousandzerohundredstwentyfive

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this friend-word-being is friends with another
this, the second ( in so-called-linear-time ), helped the-infinite-collection-of-sentient-beings-you-may-know-as-drew find themselves
find their center
resettle into alignment with the universe

center. as a chicken
lifts their foot
and
places it down

stop
look
listen
feel

if you haven’t had the privilege of watching a chicken at work
i highly recommend it

they maintain infinite poise
as one foot finds another

near the ground
in the air
hugging the body

they foot hovers
independent
sure
of itself
until

just
the
right
moment

scratch
scratch
scratch

peck
peck
peck

this, the first
fuck you