awake again living
watching the lady
with the baby
singing Hallelujah
swaying
and the baby
naive safe warm rested
visual poetry
not sure if i can get high anymore
anger points
security points
presumptuous assumptuous perception
habitually assuming some devil
took over my mother
chest high puffed deep breathing
five years to prove
taking advantage
reaffirming
struggles are good
suffering is good
those feelings
washing
enjoying my successes
my unconscious subconscious
then i look
a healthy dose of crazy inside those eyes
a hunter
go to sleep night
in morning
a puff, habit, thrive
there is always a choice
accepting what life is
what it gives you
what I make of it
af
(choice pickings from a free-write)
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