June 17 2025

The Daily Dread

I love my wind chimes
I hate my neighbors wind chimes
My stuff and your shit


lift of life makes me
soar upon wings of desire
to swoop from above
down into beloved arms
that swaddle my poor sore soul


susurrus soar through
the corridors of my mind
where howls once echoed

I thought parks were made for loitering?

#duh

3 thoughts on “June 17 2025

  1. This was fun. I have windchimes hanging from various trees in my backyard. My neighbor has little lights strung all over her yard. She doesn’t complain about noise. I don’t complain about light.

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