Studies

Be still

Take time
let it
       cascade
                    through you

It's temporary, this
let someone's breath inside  you

Once you've folded the edges
fold them again

It's almost like saying
nothing, saying everything

It's almost like nothing
in the everything.

We slide through
       We slip over
             We become like hair
                    blown
                            unruly
                                    undefined
                                                  like a bad day.

It's almost like this,
like everyday

with you.

I need you to stop
/be present/
*be present*
be here
.

A hair,
An idea
 u
rain
ium

On sleepless nights, Azra thinks that...

...it hasn't been about this
(or him) for a long time now
 
this being…

the age of reason    (his) beauty
the age of change  

the seasons' failings

for so long, it hasn't been about veneers: 

-- but (he) always digresses

then they...

...get lost in the disruptions

...the lava flow of what ifs and what could still be. 

                                    (Then I insert myself and...

            ...I don't really know how to answer your questions anymore, my love(s)).

 The sun shines --        

                                relentless ¡

Azra's Terrai/s (Asylums )

I'm interpreting this loosely for you, Azra.
We are in the in-betweens
marshland/the mountain range
bricked borders
notions/nations
(still can't understand the idea of land owned)

[Maybe the reason Azra feels lost is that there has not been enough of his

dead to replenish or sustain or give life to -- the living and

those to be born, here.]

Perhaps the reason is...the Buddha and Jesus Christ and Mohammad and
Krishna and Bathala and Pele and Oshun and Odin and Isis and Kronus
and Grandmother Spider and yes, even Xena, died and died and died and
no one was around to see the terror transition out of their eyes

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Here
Cisco sinks

It's not water
deeper

Still.
into brine

Still.
and breaths

Be still.
still.