here

but more for the prey

not buying it

this pushing the box of nothing

some ancient fight or flight retardation of

true love potential

flying only to belongs to the birds

this is about the power of refusal

and acceptance

and a loss of mentality

about the head fuckery

we're opening the roof of the aviary

it's necessary

the sky kisses the playground

wrapping her arms around the children of earth

the streaming electrical smooth conduits

are self correcting

the only rule is

try not to hurt

release the burning thoughts

back to the sun

where they're needed

the memory in the trees burning brightly

feeds whole forests