the curtain

there are lots of moments
in my life these days
that happen behind the curtain
or door
behind the right of privacy

these are moments i take with
after i've walked over the invisible
line of the floor
after i've washed my hands
while whispering the abc's

i think about these sentiments
after i've transformed
from my role back into me
appreciating stepping from the shower
and drying off
on my own

sometimes i think about
going through my day
moving in my 27 year old body
and it's relative lack of pain

i think about the little sounds
we all make we hurt
and when there is relief

sensation

sensation
the word's been brought
to mean big things

images of crowds
standing on tip toes
of something to be known
far and wide

sensation
first day of spring
where sun hits skin
and the notion
of energy is now felt
the sun moves through you
leaving excited cells
in it's wake

sensation
feeling her presence
so strongly
breath is like the beat
of minute wings
a million times over
on my lower lip

sensation
crane your necks
to feel this

spring means mud and light

little things

i wish there was room
more room or time
in this world
for the type of joy
that is finding
a small, fire red hair
in a black beard
color catching light
amongst dark

her hand

the rising

before the green

systems