A Song to Sing

My sister is here from Tuscon. We just picked her and her husband from the airport. I will go to D'amico and Sons for dinner with my mother and stepfather. I made a surgical connection with my brother last night. We have always been guinea pigs, but we are proof that gifts and spiritual connection can overcome it all. I am here to burn bright and then go to a space of safety, connection, and comfort. The studies that exist are now all part of an alchemy of thought and reason. I find the intersections and blend the coffee for that day. I feel you moving inside of me, friend. We can compete in another space and place. Let's be sympatico today. The showers just began in strong array. Water is the curse that will hurt the worst. Nothing will be left to fight for. Even pennetentiaries will wash away. I whistle through the worst and curse not their authority. I will become what I need to be, separate from all other entity. Let's just sing in harmony and find the tune and then the absolute melody.