hours and hours

Eighty beyond the zeros, wisdom shook the foundations once again.
A failure to perceive makes for bad baking habits
and this cake is in dire need of an oven.

The embargo continues and sleep flows like an intravenous drip.
While the acetylene torch of dreams scrapes out the benefit of any double time.
Each thought spun out, creates drag. Like the young take flight, I am pulled into the air and my feet

my feet forget themselves.

this season of loss draws on
                                             to its end
and even that end will be loss, but one I count as gain.
all that is dross, fits nicely in the ashen nest.
I love fire. It's an effective tool.

garlic

I harvested garlic today

The satisfaction of months of care.
Old life brought up for the benefit of the new.

What is tragic for us, will benefit many.
this core spins out of reach
and we sit in separate spheres…to everyones benefit.

Can we loop this sound track?
Can we stand in normal times?
I took the bones out of this sponge




and it is softer

is that you

Solara?

is that you?  I can't hear over this…this board game.

my hearing has been dampened
like a wet rag

black and white checks
All flags falling down the ranks

gas tank needs baked goods to turn the corner.
and those few cherished heads turn to see
while most eyes a fixed
                             forward

left and cheese, thats the case when time churns out

Flowing uphill

This sadness is haunting you my love, clinging even to your hair.

Straighten yourself from the unnatural mind. Take hold of the hands I have for you.  Those others only drag you further. Even lion cubs grown, play at times.  Be free of these questions dear one. You have curled your thoughts and spiraled your vision. Relax, repose is with in reach...but back a few steps.  

Your catapult awaits.

Eating cookies

To what degree do we maintain this March?

It's funny in the most frieghtening way.  I am butter both frozen and molten. With wings together, it's math getting pushed out in their faces.

Horned rims, unforeseen and well rounded. Two weeks time falls out of order.  What will be done if the vacuum persists? 

Decay threatens the door at every corner.

I stay the course.

full charge

What happened?
Gone off topic in life expression?
In over an hours time I did not check my cellular devise once.  Captivated by light, long, and curly.
Then to receive such gifts in the after math…
I find myself dwelling upon the best, blessed outcome.
I forgot i had a phone!
So I'll bounce these off the walls of another's brain with out care for the paint job.  It's not my responsibility.  This may be harsh, but I have to think of what's best for me. and guard myself and i'm moved by brevity, but not enough.  It's simply not enough for me to dig deeper.  I'll keep seeking and taking list, last, and crazzy.

I am elipses

What exactly is your endgame?
How does this help her and why am I the delivery boy?

And how is this helping you? why will you not fill in the cracks when you know I have already read the mail. You are one sided and self minded, but it seems not for the best!

And you are loved, but now from a distance. The adversarial nature of territorial espionage and spiritual sabotage, leaves me

With out place and choice i push forward because what was can not be.  No back tracks in this corn field.  No corn tracks in this back field. (but popcorn with track and field, What a snack!)

We can see the sputter now.  The minimal dots of dot dash nature are such that you need more time but less text.  I'll tack you as far as I can, but formatting will play with the target.

Dear ones, I due promise to help.
Will, you be helped?