these animals of light

mostly i keep my eyes on the
path (unkown dips and rises hidden by growth)
as i run through
but when i do look up:
whispy seedheads of wild grasses
bending yellow-brown flowers that may or may not be
jerusalem artichokes
the tree line rise-falling in the nearing distance
a true wild
a generous expanse
_______

your breakfast is ready, miss danger
alline calls out through the door to my
post-run shower-refreshed self

_______

one gem of many from
the writer’s corner when
n writes: i just want to keep partying
with these animals of light

_______
couldn’t remember i write
if i called her or me glitterpot
or pile of sequins
whatever it is, it’s about her light
but there’s also the desire for
historical accuracy like maybe
she was a sequin rainbow and i was the glitterpot
_______

overheard from wraparound porch desk perch
after the newspaper deliverer rolls up
with something marily manson/metallica sounding
pumped/pumping through the stereo:
coolest thing i seen
they took a silo and
turned it into a house
now i got a question for ya
why don’t you guys mow the grass
and for the finale:
you got some pretty
women out here too
_______

shadow is anything we aren’t
conscious or aware of (within/about ourselves)
dee says and introduces us to
the golden shadow
and the obsidian shadow
and then she mentions the
holographic nature of reality

_______

i missed her squish i say about
how it felt to hug her after she earned
her weight watchers golden key
_______

we are eating our
mandolined potatoes and laughing
about the wasa cracker
bread crumbly cheesy broccoli-topping crunch
_______

mica and i under spill of stars
hwo the milky way re-orients itself on her
in surprise arrangements overhead
and how even though i’ve been shown
in southern colorado and northern new mexico
i still can’t tell if scorpio the constellation
(there’s your tail) has risen
glimmering

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