Bridget Eileen

extreme gamuts of paradigms

reduce clouds in the sky

so many things about the way you were living

deeply tested blood

comingled with the moment

that the first half of your life is a certified

honeycrisp with worm damage

wiggling nature the source of decay

look at you with your angel folded wings

phasing out suppers from further away

worried about the wrath

from when you are murdered

when you lapse under the great flag

provide the sustained relationship

claim the treatment of the flesh

fill the space that was empty

with being in the moment

break and get some juice

a jump