(Photo by author.)
THE SPINNING CROWN
POEM
Tripped down the hill, I tumbled for longer than I hoped
Hit a wooded pocket of snapped darkness twirling in
Crackling twizzle
But spun into bed with my sunshine lady
Licked wounds put the brisk chaos to dream
In the morning, the horizon resets orbit
Spinning parading clouds and golden blue
Around my bruised brown forehead
Oldly, we go in playful march to rummage our next
mañana
Joshua Muñoz
Lover Boy in Space
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^^^In this ‘season’, I’ll be reading through my new poetry book: “WELCOME TO MY WORLD”. The second chapter is now available — 11 new poems. Follow my podcast for new chapters uploaded the first Sunday of each month. (All chapters available to read in my Lists below)
