PROJECT REBUILD


PREVIOUS TENANTS

Confer with your fungi

I tried every room (should I coincide rather than conquer) 

slept in the bathtub too 
I wanted to encase her in a glass walls 
I am the nurturer 
before anyone else had tried
but the fungus grew too fast (she encroached her belonging)
among us we grew too slow
Van cover - how do I make it  
not elsewhere, but here?
How about blending? 
The walls are all covered in its debris 
conform to me in your messiness.
emerald light, not glitter bits
O brooder of woods (fungi in your smiley face making)
became a door, a window, a bridge
for a forest 
the children of the earth are waiting to enter 
I'll listen, I'll love, I'll weep  
and I will fail elsewhere (beyond the simplicity of being), but never here.

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