I long to be part of that more
Giant whole and often sense
The grace in that.
Other times, that global circle
Is too much abstraction and
I’ve been so distracted lately.
I was laid off in September.
Now it’s December and I’m
Looking for my new livelihood
Since I have no job,
I’ve been commissioned with
Walking the dog three times a day.
I like that I used the word
“She sees everyone who has shared their pain with her bathed in warmth and love.”
Singing greases the wheel of desire that’s been waiting to roll out.
…or how about on Twitter? or Feedly?
music of the muse
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