What is this spade?
What is this spade
with which I cut the earth
around my heart
but gently gently
freeing me to expand
my intimacy
to galaxies of hearts
not before known?
:- Doug.

What is this spade
with which I cut the earth
around my heart
but gently gently
freeing me to expand
my intimacy
to galaxies of hearts
not before known?
:- Doug.
We know how to converse
We rarely take our opportunity
Why? Do we fear?
Here we speak
Deeply
Expansively
Intimately
What is deeply
But that droning gnat
Whispering Nay! Nay!
To our This is me?
:- Doug.
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