shall we start.
?
taking a moment the breathe
i hear voices, a rumble
tongue releases from roof of mouth, sitting
bones connected to chair, feet planted on the floor.
i pause hello is that rosie, as the feet
feet stepped by crossing through passing through…passing through i feel my
breath passing through… is the breath light? perhaps a deep inhale would allow
a something…
a something else to enter the body…
do you feel…the something? i collect my
breath, my day, my thoughts, my bones, i collect…collecting myself i become
open to something, some thing my thing
smiling…
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