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go straight for the rusted bottom

not quite n(ot l)ight. 4 am is silver knife sliver tightrope
one could either face-plant zero
or
"rescue me from this well."

the spirit cup listens.

"i'm goin' drown
way down"

the spirit cup has no drain,

only dark matter and a severed tightrope,
fray daisy dishes
strayed
green rain antidote drink. filled quick
sip sip
one for me
one for shoe.

and tomorrow?
sky blew


(a mirrored half-bird
my shaky word)




august 9th 2010

at 6 58 pm the sun shines in the first window of the day. Its a hot one. KT and I made nachos with fresh-everything, from-the-garden salsa in the toaster oven so as not to overheat the house. spent the morning at A and K's. Talking about Steiner and anthroposophy with two tourists from Sweden. K took my pictures for her website t-shirt gallery. her prints are great, the photos were fun to take and came out lovingly.

another day on utopia street.

my ego red eye spy from cat window
splattered on the roof, sidewalk, asphalt,
then the kiddies
playing ball in a green desert

she looks funny

maybe scary is the right woe

a cocked half-eye? disheveled feathers
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the spirit bird


half me, half you

split brest