Kerri Shying R # 231 - My Primordial Ooze

My Primordial Ooze

I am the washing on the outside line

blazing out the sun            stripe white

fly delightfully every time the  lightest kind of air

takes a run

up here the porch line holds the socks holds the underwear takes the overflow

of what I think I’ll need if the weather doesn’t hold, if this reverie can’t hold

me and today

let me think of it

some new way