Knots unraveling.
The smoothness of the ocean breeze.
Tight spots on the freeway,
Close calls on my merry way.
Pricks to my legs as I pass through brush,
Barefoot.
The sun bathes my head.
I am clean now, ha ha.
Realms of wisdom
Bubble up from around my feet.
My church cries out,
There is an answer!
My arms wrap around
Your writhing body,
Caught in the act.
Questions, always.
Interrogate me,
And I’ll tell you no lies.
Stumbling along the sidewalk 