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acuminate bicuspid.
falcate fusiform filament.
hyaline lanceolate.

earth-metal, bones in the surf
the sand is warm, sedimentary, granular
saturated with lapping seawater

low tides

Today we spent a few hours in the ocean,
and on the sand, and in the mud, drenched in sun
wading in the surf, stepping on clams and chirping
whenever small flathead fish darted into our feet.
we oogled dogs of all sizes, and fish and birds and crabs.
the salty ocean air smelled fresh and sweet
as it passed us over on it's westerly breeze.
we observed life, in it's active energies and in it's absence
we observed death, drenched in sunlight.

cellular

long grain cells of wood, washed down by the waves and sand

into deep

breathe,
feel the air move through your hair
over the plains of your skin
breathe
feel the air that has moved across all else
move across you
breathe
and feel it all course into you
feel it channel through your chest
and swirl in excruciating bliss
as it disperses back into itself

now who are you?

i can has hugz?

it's all i want today.

internal capacity

the journey home, or back to origin
was overwhelming bitter-sweet
filled with tears and laughter
and lifetimes of memories crossing generations.
i spent 3 days in the branches of an old growth tree
open to both the sky and the earth
feeling the sunlight and rains beat down into it.

when a tree grows,
from seed to towering sentinel
it stretches, and swells with life,
and branches to disperse itself.
as it branches, it thickens and hardens,
growing by addition
of new substances outwards
it becomes, in it's oldest extremities,
a conduit for the transmittance of life.

and i am in awe, and filling with life

blistering barnacles