My mind

is wandering

My mind

is clear

My river

is meandering

over smooth rocks

Rivulets split

into their own paths

much like mine

trickling over brooks

nooks

and finding crannies

Places to grow

and be nurtured

Lamb raw

Wild salad

Iodine on skin

Rock salt

blended together

with kumera

straight from the pot

laughing

crying

over Coro

converted into

Shorty for the last night

My mind

is wandering

My mind

is opaque

living

in the wake

of serenity

Rivulets spit

out their own words

much like mine

pricking at your thoughts

invading

your dreams

at night

My pussy is sorted

My space

is at ease

Blended together

with artworks

straight from the car

beguiling

smiling

over new movie

on hard drive

yet to watch

My mind

is

open….