crossed over leg at desk
an hour or three in work with book and tea
banana yellow is framed midway
with lights of fire and scent of prayer
the walls and skin share color and shadow
with stillness another vision took from the sheets
a toss of hair, eyes open and close
sounding afternoon relaxation with night time bounce
plans for a retreat to the kitchen,
always
present
and listening for a message
from my blood
an invitation open for transfusion.
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