Lotus Position

I stretch and crack, as the world bends round, mountains and crevices fall. I languish and cry, as locusts explore, upon my skin they crawl. I bend and knot, as the breeze pierces flesh, itchy, numb, and right. I release, a jolt at shutter speed, caught by a nearby mite. I twist and flex, as I’m watched by a crow, rising to praise the dawn. … Continue reading Lotus Position