The Rabbit eats grass
Grass eats the rabbit
Everyone shows up for dinner
.
.
In the morning I
bathe in cold water
and become the land
.
.
Spring grass, autumn tree
pale green are new shoots of leaves
then brighten to red
.
.
Flower floating down
resting like a pink butterfly
on my twitching nose
.
.
All I see is red
leaves, apple, heart, shoes, flowers
my ego bursts out
.
.
Take my grandma off
her meds because stupidity
will heal swollen legs
.
.
I stop believing
God when he tells me that spring
won’t last forever
.
.
There are better ways
to complete tasks than
orderly one by one
.
.
Take my hands hostage!
you do not need any rope for-
I will follow you
.
.
Leaves whisper among
the sound of the rushing wind
In shade, a deer stands
.
.
Connected by words
perhaps more than a language
loving is a verb
.
.
Washing your hands is-
music, chords of muscle, water
soap, notes, keys, and hope
