Sailor Rynni


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Books

The warm scent scent
It smells like nature
like home
Flipping through the pages
They vibrates
sound like waves
tickle the ears
soft paper lulling
it envelopes
turns into a cocoon
outsiders are unwelcome
fall inside
the binding there to secure
soft thread
like a quilt
warm and comforting
You’ll be safe here

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Melt

Sometimes I think about melting away
I would just way in the grass
The soft threads cradling me
I would slowing be absorbed in the dirt,
fertilizing the soil
the grass covering me like a blanket as I slip
deeper
I would stare up at the sky
lazy clouds drifting
the sun like a fireplace
cozy and warm
I would slip
and slip
Until I was whole again