today
i am a little more hopeful a little more happy a little less fearful more certain that the birds of the air get their fill and so shall i

today i am a little more ready to let go of i and the log in my eye
and the speck and your eye, the nasty reply, all pretention

right now i am a little better settled, a touch more salty
a little bit horny, a little in love, more fucking faithful, and in love with
jesus, convinced of the magic of mother the earth

today, tonight, for this second, it is all in me, it all meets in
the fucked up, sighed out truth that i've been beaten and resurrected by
life and i am one scarcely healed up heart, a san andreas crack of faults
and fissures, old time contradictions and accusations, dicks and
fuckerations

waiting for...

my creation