breath on the ember
in the fire circle of
the abdominal
feed my body with
start dust rich breathing and tree
transforms clouds to bark
berlin dance atop
the wall once more. this time-turn
caplitalism
berlin the center
of the peace universe which
will soon big-bang-be
techno-heart-beat-bang
be siren’s lullaby toward
balance. be the peace
first frost breaths this fall.
i found my mountain top climbed
right up through myself
xx
we got this