the patterns

kite jerked

losing ground

unbalanced

the patterns

we make together

drifting through

summer

ostracized abruptly

a new moon

hanging there

...had a chance

again mistaken

quit

stuck my tush

to the table

push

myself  like

to learn

make it

for all

to share

the bites

bit by bit

on surface

pain accompanied

what the royal

surroundings

face ts…
entangled

clearing past

...his offering

sinks in i-m

mature

response

to slip,

obnoxious

ants

wobble

in every attempt

to restore

the past time

harmony

no

feedback

crystal clear

ignorance