i was thinking it might be nice to write some more and maybe do a reading.
that might be a stretch.

but you know

tonight things, tomorrow, things.
it would be nice to have a digital camera
and a cabin.

if talking about cabin and watching cabin and reading cabin brought cabin i would have 1,000,000

and an axe.

chaos is the future and beyond it is freedom confusion is next and next after that is the truth you gotta cultivate what you need to need

as quick triumphs
'feel the moment slip away'
there are things
like the wind blowing
n the snow not falling...
seem like mysteries
are told told told
ice freezes round the grass
roots grow deep
worms process
feet cross the bridge
n on n on n on

quick now
stick your hands
in the shit
n stir it up
it'll grow n feed
trust

i drove through the rain and through the snow. the snow disappeared and everything cleared and things then grew dark all around me.

a calmer day on the ice ground winter
feet
it creeps it creeps
and then it falls over the falls in a rush of speed
to break on the rock of needs 8 feet below
the wind colds special and slow
as a reminder of humanity
n a reminder of what is warm
like the backs of special girls
that scream when frozen hands
are shoved in their shirts