word doodles

blue heron has landed

and rests near my breast
like a lover or child

or animal friend
my gait adjusts

to the powdery weight
as stiff neck inverts

schematic pain from past
and fullmoon headache

prepares for the rest
Yes, these cold feet are only

in the most literal sense
vesica piscis

and tattoo dreams

egyptian artwork

and ancient things

with bubbling joy

I push closed heavy door

I am doing nothing
and there is nothing more
?