the grass and the man who mows it
Wednesday, January 21, 2026
a note for Steph
The earth rolls all night and we're along for the ride.
My blue heart's in a bottle
Bobbing along in a dreaming tide.
When the sun rises, chasing the moon,
I wake with a wish and send a kiss.
It follows the light from
Here and from me,
Over plains and mountains to you.
flying to Colorado
dream I may
wish just right
fly to you
up, over the pines
soaring wingless
swimming, weightless
in our moon-washed sky
a birdcall in my pocket
bright stars in both my eyes
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