forty three

Green leaves her with a

very prophetic feeling,

lacking other change.

forty two

There is something so

serenely perfect about

silence. No notes match.

forty one

Beauty and chasteness,

simplicity yet intel,

in a lion's mane.

forty

Sleep in a cave and

let the nutrients sink in.

Wait and concentrate.

thirty nine

There is neutral heat

in the months unexpected.

Unneeded stretching.

thirty eight

Some days I wish I

was married. Others, I just

want to puke it out.

thirty seven

Back as tight as bricks.

All muscles and joints are locked.

Tension leaves me weak.