too good go slow

penetrating the shadow
from the line that holds the
alphabet

allowing the words to fall
into the empty bucket
of my mind

from voice to page to back
around again, inside voice
inside my head again

a box opens with mind
in gaze and the landscape
is more perfect upside-down.

too good go slow
for passing speed is
not ideal these days,

no HOV lane near the solid
line of thought, in sight
go slower, still,

until you wake.

There might have been music to this but it sort of started itself on its own and wanted to be written and shared on Fiestaestrellas. It was more about the energy behind the words as I embarked on an entirely new, and yet normal-for-Ka, mysterious journey that will continue for the next 16 months.