Farting Babies

Sage Gosner
Apr 30, 2024


Farting babies.

They giggle and burp.

I spank one cheek.

Blessings in disguise.

Hard salami.

Burnt cheese.

A tornado rips through the town.

Covering my jar.

With severed day lilies.

Crying sober.

Drunk and in love.

Molasses bodies.

Fragmented and warm.

Unity is divinity.

As a pilgrim marches towards a goal.

I tremble at the feat.

Defeated Ivy.

Poison in the bush.

He melds together as one.

And that was how god saw us.

Alive and aware.

Always an eternity.



Sage Gosner

Explorer Extraordinaire. Diving deep into the unknown. Love all.