than love to someone
there will be nothing better
the five intestines are
It is as wonderful as a beating heart
enemies
even if you rush to kill
not scary,
not afraid
just excited
the soft and weak things of the ground
snowbirds pollen
old leaves and ripples of the sea
as if longing for it
Love is lurking in the woods
like a faint longing
to those who hang of fallen leaves
reach out
and
ebbing over the bare instep
War That Didn't Escape Brought
to the beloved cruel leaders
footsteps to say goodbye
goodbye I am carried away by the goodbye of love
intoxicated more ignorant than love
there will be nothing good
There.