magic (or the future)


Lake Shasta, CA

In a swirl of water, smoke, red rocks, cinnamon whiskey,

silent Connect Four, laughter and stars – so many stars

I am drawn to you

Slow, floating moments

trees, gravel and the taste of peach juice

I barely notice

In your darkness

and sun

I start to unfold

Connected disconnection

watching the lake change with the moon

this is where I want to be

You hold it all

the questions, the answers

and the stars

This is the beginning


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