That you are toxic, too honest, too much?
And have you, like me, listened?
And slowed, stopped,
sealing off the cave of your so-called poison-pen,
forgetting the source that rises as tides change, slips around the stone seals
daily washes, refreshes, heals.
2 comments:
Sweet Jana, I love reading what you write. Hope you are getting settled in Seattle!
Thanks Becky-the-babe! got some more stuff in the works for the fall, so stay tuned! (and let me know if you every fly through Seattle!)
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