peep, squeak, rustle

justam

Pushing and rustling through the overlapping green stuff on my knees comfortable but on them still pleased I wonder why it took me so long oh was it necessary to starve painfully and to live on cold water to understand the nature of everything there or here or no it was that grass quite thick or the shade in which perhaps to see the white flowers or the dreams floating inside oh oohhh outside air you're sooo perfect and to be beneath yes under it yes the leaves somehow it was quietly thrilling tingling moving me once again more I found that energy I need in my love of what I love and my need to do more pleeaase rip out whatever it is to help it grow!