A Kind Yellow

not my concept of time

Tall lands untouched by mini vans

Tall waters


Leeann's Rhyme :  Hair Salon   Paragon


My Mom Was the God of Telephone Calls

I came back to all the places where I had been

Spaces where a person can be. Still. Stand or Sink, Water or Soil, Lifted or Seen

Locomotive local positions, co ordinates

To a fine point, in a pinch, slap, spank, Red as a fault filled blush unit Compute completely optimize control Ultimate Usability, blunt kill Till Unintend
to be Honest

Tame Lame Fire Brain

To feel the lives of the land

Of my hot flowing blood.

Where heat and microscopic lives

Become more human bodies, more of our skins and muscles and joints and fluids and hairs .......

Our Dead Bodies

Of our Parent's Children, Grandparent's Grandchilden

Lost lost cousins

A child's child.


Never easy to understand exactly why we feel this.       ...                                                                                                                                                                                              I been listening to Nap Eyes.




A moment to eternity

A salt to Earth 🌎

A star to cosmos

A one note song of this Tuesday eve


I wanna go to the airport

I am alone and I don't care


I can do what I want

I don't want to do all what I can


Mom and I been watching Barkskins. 6 episodes in

Marshy Hay Garden



The end