just stop

just stop.  put the beans back in the meat greenery of their shelter
& trust the vines
already nurturing this house.  stop.  there is no longer
welcome for you, here

go from me who would
bat at the tasty, the sumptuous, the tendril juice n
sunlight sugar shagging
down.  i’ve need not
for the barbs, the dirt
fallow by poison
or boots by your own deft

inaction.  so
complicit as blindness is, open
the eye, see what you are
align with your self
exactly where
and how you are :  S T O P

and in the steadiness of sight
see the immobility
the madness,

of your own accord.

and stop the stopping

do me this one

get the fuck on~

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