Words have juice.
Example. Irruption.
Irruption.
The tearing of the fabric of reality.
Disclosure of what lurks beneath.
Larks rise straight into the air, singing.
No longer lurking.
The lark beneath no longer lurking.
Irruption.
Life is a lark.
A lurk no longer.
Irruption.
Can you feel it?
Can you feel your lurk larking?
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no bones about it
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ReplyDeleteMartha says ...
ReplyDeleteI feel the underworld irrupting into this one like a blooming flower.
Yes, Martha! That's what I was trying to say! Beautiful!
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