renegade joint:
we pass it back and forth between us
lightening speed, the opposite of green -
windows down and A/C on,
natural lavender scent sprayed,
sunnies on, beer in hand -
waiting in line on a hot stretch of tarmac
I recall how easy it feels -
my breathing flows in spheres
and it seems unfair
that this isn’t default …
my eyes rest
my peace returns
my lips relax
I actually feel happy
I think, and I
stop thinking
I am “not thinking”
about thinking
Everything is dancing
we float on the water
moving easily between islands
the captain conducts a drill
and nobody moves.
Fortrose in the Catlins, Otago, Aotearoa New Zealand |
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