unfolded unfurled you wanna roll it right up
A map of the world unfolded unfurled
Rolled out with palms flat on the kitchen table
So much blue out there
Space on space dots between dots
Stretched and stretched, empty canvas
Strikes the right chord, the right frame
Page upon page next to classified page. It’s wrinkled
Perennial bulbs in waiting for Spring
The Monarch descends, there’s an aching nature to it all
There is an aching Nature to it all
Can you endure?
We are surrounded
Surrounded by giants
ours is a small thing.
argent and black travelers man the pieces placed and replaced in each instance with sense of purpose naked urgency lazing around the place ancestral immediacy something inside imprinted with the design
Go down there wandering, wandering all alone
Strings pull taut and unforgiving guiding us grudgingly all along
My whiskers she whispered tickled her cheek fingers caressed drift off to sleep learning to love her without condition came into her own true welcome fruition make it my place to make it my own this little piece of earth will be our new home
Let the contracts all expire step on the gas ‘til the tank gets full abandon it where it ends abandon it out west
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