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Hassen
from "Sky Journal - from Sky"


register discolor   striated rolls

crackling ear
mounds the clouds skirt
kids at mothers knees
34,000 cruising lines
countless burdens all in all
i'd rather look up than down
how is it now  best in years
super 80
barely by robotic knuckles
laborious flight crying on airplane windows
no options but to follow itinerary & delays
exercising the f l o w muscle
ascent   descent
pressure on heart squeezes out eyes
clamping  sinus to suppress guts coming out eyes
lakes are welcome sight for sore eyes spewing green
not gonna stay here anymore
huffing through the sky
no matter what

safety instructions pass down the aisle
i refuse to memorize mythologies
build my own by default like that stupid face mask
"to start the flow of oxygen" &
"breathe normally"
my tenuous relation
sensitive SENSITIVE

accelerated change clears
nothing but the riveted blue wing &
states fractured with topographical veins

healing in grief waves
tolerate distraction
less than this
more than a decade shooting over

last swarm
cells slough a different person
but for the echo
thematic rope swing



i think i know what that soil feels

sd the pouting cloud  /endquote

your phantom voices rich in my neck
some of yr characters too visit splitsecond

some distant clouds resemble old lovers reclined
feeling loving arms of friends virtual ready when you are
extract fruit juice from thin air
the way ink runs thin on the skin on the side of the hand
rain like me passing through old home during layover

making list of eliminations and leaving in foreign receptacle
making list of new fittings and keeping it snug to my ass

                          i'm a one man band

i see yr beautiful face often
with my hands too

all the tongue alone could sense
brain not registering
keep scrubbing and rinsing
it's just time for this

salt
sweet
bitter
sour



notes to read while in flight

dear
fill out
for you
relax
new mountains
oh this is a new landscape to me
loved
right on time
buffer something internal
till internal
desert edge
so fond of you
irrigation lines
shifting images
taciturn days
saguaro means sky



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