Riding
Light spangles tussle with spirits of wind
you’re it says she waiting for something
wind applauds arched canyons of opulence
pathways replete with resistance,
up down, down up, right left, left right
used to be a constant until a thot
surfacing...shattering format
always an inside job, stillness speaks
underground lakes, who are you?
Riders of light, riders of wind
never knew, would like to know
curiosity, my companion said
she’d like to take me there
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