Waking up Hungry
feng shui, or just rocks out front?
street on which we live, and will be leaving in February
Calif "winter:" bare trees, grass on the way from the rains
i wake up
hungry
for now
it's waiting
for me
always there
always here
always
"free"
it's free
if
I am
Labels: being now, free vs. free, I am, no waiting, poem of sorts, winter in Calif
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