'Real' is two,
forever blowing
lunar dust into empty space,
happy, but unsurprised,
the see the Moon
made beneath them.
So... look up sometimes
and regard what you've done,
what you're still out doing,
and what you feel --
in yourself, and in others --
to know the good
as you do.
YOU ARE READING
Succulent Skin
PoetryAs an ongoing work conceived with no rigid form or rule over content, many subjects receive treatment in widely varying voices and styles. To go with a lot of the unstructured free verse, there are even a few pseudo-rap or hip-hop styled pieces, pro...
