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Want to run into a tree so fast that I glimpse the solution. On my back with bark in my face with blood the darkness fades and stars appear.

After rising a deep breath and directionless. Nowhere to go except the sky that I’m in and it’s hitting my skin, finding a way in. Now move.

Cold thrill for these disjointed things that carry me. I live there and my body takes me. No one is there or around. Peaceful as I wished.

River has a dam and it does trickle being my drink. The taste, the purity, one drop is not enough. I want the reserve. All of it to do with.

The grey woman with her jug spurting lovely liquid as her own. I watch, drink from, sit with my back facing, skip around, and to the forest.

Grey and crazy. This was made long ago. Lichen has made it home. Grass helplessly hugs, helped by daytime. At night, watery bubbling.

Then, the pump was switched off. The pressure was gone. Now it’s all gone. That jug, that trickle, that river, that dam. I’m not a plumber.

You are the plumber!

-jkne

Striding damp pavement, chilled scented air, mostly fresh columns, tickled evaporation, breeze lifting, softest wading, gentlest resistance.

Strange leaves bathe in electric light, buzzing yellow all night, dark texture, owned missed scenery, a fast bypasser, blurred and reassured.

Weak force connection, strong and massive, moving past, waved awake, shivering filaments, shaking affection, be stood tall again, resilient.

Hidden within, a process begins, and unknown change, developing progress, energetic devotion, collection readying, building to reveal.

From each root, new life is drawn, sprouting a signal, opening time now, everything to gain, growing over danger, steady climb to soaring.

-jkne

From the beach to the edge of the sea the sky looms overhead darker than the sand. A figure walks free, barefoot in cooler soft sand.

Away, into the sky, getting smaller, going away, leaving a fading trail as the shroud falls deeper, as the waves fuzz broadly and distant.

Waves all growing and crashing and fizzling in a chorus of constant motion across the flattest horizon absorbing anything that approaches.

Swept grass lopping over long, tall and swaying, From afar, a way back, a way left behind. The sea is there, understanding and grounding.

Merging across the flats into the living oceans breeze, the woollen hoods and gritted feet, taken away while following dreams.

With the air, feet dance in grace. To the venting delta and beyond, with the water washing along, the sky joins a sea of tidal embraces.

And from the hooded faces a song of chirps, wind rushed wails, some lost, some heard, but all felt.

The sea knows.

-jkne

As much as sun I want rain, instead it is warm and it is grey. A blanket bright of undecided vapour, get together and soak my branches.

Rain may cover, distort and shroud. You can see me, behind looking glasses all moving so fast, each an eye, showering away points of view.

No amount of will can make you come, my rain, I miss you. I miss your attempts to take away my heat, the way you cling to me, mess my hair.

I can hear your noise, you remind me of a river. One I could swim in for the shock, choosing to be intimate and chilled all over, drenched.

You partner with the wind, take away my comfort, a shiver energetic to life, water in motion attacking my system, my breath taken, shaking.

Please rain wont you come. You are drink for the soul, you never got old. You know me, I collect you, dance with you and sail through you.

Rain on face, trickle over lips, taste. On the back of my neck you freeze, make my heart beat. Panoramic shower patters lifting damp ground.

Test me with grey, your dull makes me brighter, you highlighter, you lifter upper. Your glaze brings me alive, cleanses and invigorates.

-jkne

If there were someone to hold on for
It is you, you are for me and I for you.
Taking the shortest time, shaking and afraid,
She whispers ready and a cry.
Already there. Hearts rapidly soothed.

All the tension had no meaning.
Before me a river filled with electricity,
Bathing in beauty of the bruised body radiated.
Nothing else mattered but we shared the same space
The heart beat the thinking out of existence,
A minor irrelevance. The new life shone out,
Breaking the cloud, piercing holes in every darkness,
filling beakers of pure liquid light. Drink in, purify.
Washing away every last doubt and draining out.

Re-birth, this entity new and ready gracefully.
Everything touched transformed,
Melted were the cast irons of the past,
Liquefied and set into walking surfaces.
Leap upon off and on. Reached the distance.

-jkne

winter sky
showing me stars

blue cold snow
deep night glow

sharing the air
seeing the twinkles

emmy is sleeping
or is she up tweeting

she’s resting in bed
dreaming what she said

i’m still awake
and keeping you safe

connected at least
across barriers unseen

from now until dawn
we share the same sky

and all through the day

jkne – x

i am blind, but i can see.
you are light when it is dark
you are the 1 when everything is zeros

i am deaf but hear your voice.
i sensed a word, i heard a bird, tweeting in the trees.

colourful mute artist, paint me a sky.

fly away and be free

blue warmed into rouge,
the core lit up the shell,
radiating arms reaching over
catched and magnetized and stuck and unprizable

warm are the exchanges that last through the ages.

a face appears, frightened and daring
rocking a smile, so edgy but caring

soothes and makes instant good is this contagious smile, i want to last all while.

- jkne – x (em)