Sunrise over Aarey Colony…

Monday, April 24, 2022

Over the waters it sings,

Splashing molecules, recedes,

Word by word some blinding,

But through meaning they’re binding,

A shining light which finds me,

In places I write beast,

…soo much the sun stares me,

Calling toward the east, pulling means at ease,

Saying, “Write me, write me…”

I respond, “Show me, show me…”

There, it implores me, grows me, and ignites me.

Here, you can see me, read me—a free me,

But that’s arbitrary,

You wouldn’t get me,

Free is damming, disciplining,

Yet shinning, & confining.

But regal in its nature,

Plain like paper,

Tasteless as,

Water,

Sun,

Now,

You sea…

-Budd

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