spring elevation

I feel the motions of summer swinging forth; with the momentum of a mindfully delicate wrecking-ball. Spring elevation brought me here.

Spring finals

This is my friend.

And this is me.

This is what we did all night:

Until 7 am.

And then again--until now.

Because it's that last paper of the year you find yourself asking over and over and over

Am I done? 

I want to be.

I don't know if I am.

Should I have more coffee?

I'm exhausted.

Yet..

Do I need:

A cup of water?

To go for a walk?

Sleep?

Read?

Cry?

spring please come slow, never go

watch the sun rise 

(peach-apricot blueberry with whipped cream cloud spring pie sky)

watch the night fall

(planets--or stars and street lamps)

watch the divine move slow over

abodes

spring glow