time to reconcile
the roasting of the sheaves as
chaos hits the fan
FAN
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PIANO
Maestro Glissando
would submerge the piano
in a waterfall
VALLEY
cooled off to survive
having been deeply engulfed
in her hot valley
POLLEN
As a youth I would
sprinkle pollen everywhere.
The Pollenator
SPRAY
A hyena spray
a day keeps jackals at bay.
Scent of betrayal
IFS
Amongst many ifs
I remained still continent
No trickle abloom
Bracelet
A bracelet I thought.
Other wrist cuffed. The closer.
Now I watch paint dry.
BUMPY
it’s always bumpy
when I’m riding the triptych
on my altared soul
SELF
Spray largess around
Flourishing on every self
Still no trickle down
A Scroll Threw Life 