#mooninjune

#buggewesseltoft @ #mooninjune #2017 #lagotrasimeno 🎤🎧 (presso Isola Maggiore)

june your sweet dizzy lupine and that orange poppy see. see out the glass house thru dirty shell bookcase and la orchid. and how dirty your hands are now. pollinate your attire and poof on the ground clip and clip. some june some june. later big island calls you like a crow. back back to the rectory: black stove and tundra. an old friend lived here and wrote notes on inventory. he was a june lupine man too. knew every different green who showed her colors. I don't cry for him like my dad but I listened. I listened. inside I see his rod holders and kettle and snow shoe. all I hear is the wind and the flame, no electric for miles time all around you like spruce. I listen hard to the mothball blues. in all the june's mothball blues. gin long drank between us. days pass on: it's always june.

we woke in full sun wide awake staring and touching spring fruit. the tide is full. there is no wind. later she walks along her beets and the flag shifts pirate and as she goes so does the tide. a barge feathers and pushes bullying her way through. I see this wind now on my shoulder I see. from the window the tide is full. there is no wind. I open my eyes and open my eyes.