Falling

That stone slipped by, then smiled at me on the way down

Bladed grass, crumbled brownie worms & polished onyx beetles with wizard wand legs clapped then adjusted antenna’s for better views

My knees, retracted gears on a plane
smashed down right then left, even small pebbles scurried out-of-the-way like a crowd fleeing bumbling bulls

Flapping arms sailed into green waters as thick cold chocolate fudge fed this face forcing pink skin to peel off my ripe palms

Blue jeans tore like a ship through waves, leaving bare kids in a stinging autumn bath by s shadow tossed on a sun kissed hemp line 

Eyes glancing at the nodding clouds as I resembled fresh milk spilled across an igneous table

AG

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