{whilst swearing by all flowers}
(with ardent gratitude, always, to E.E. Cummings)
..
wholly to be a fool,
we spring forward with both
feet and road-rashed hands. stand
in showers of kisses, flowers;
call them real. beg, borrow
and steal moments for
blood rush and flutter flush
of skin. pay attention,
love: laugh, lean, syn
-tax, parenthesize all you
want. we’ve got time. and even
in the art of paragraph,
crying’s
not a crime.
..
Cummings poem here.
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I love what you did with the periods. They create some really cool new phrasings, like “skin-pay attention.”
and “want we’ve got.” 😉