ahhhh, gills again, i'll keep streaming life, fish do fish.....

free type.... a flight between ears,
squinted eyes n dried windblown tears,
steer the past, clear the cache, bat that lash and keep walking,
keep dis corn stalking, cuz dis soul was born talking 2me.

a cool breath, autumn air, falling fan fair, leaves beware, mowers n blowers over every shoulder, gettin older, not knowin when we gotta go n so i hope ya told her......Love,