DNA portfolio
it's a crime of time
Saturday, September 26, 2020
Suzanne, alternate
Suzanne rearranges your hands on the snow-white delivery
She bakes you enchiladas when her mother flies to Haiti
For hurricanes and earthquakes are bounding toward your Eskimo igloo
The night is tearing open as she slakes your wounded salty brain
Suzanne takes your down pillow and surprises your tango-fleeing relatives
She talks you down from deer-born misgiving, like a bowl of the Sun.
to be.
continue?
Wednesday, September 23, 2020
1 to 1
Still 1
Administration next of kin
Coco, brown orange black white of course nothing is absolute
What is changeless
Just 1
Which is a beautiful love ratio
We can go to the Circle C metro park disc golf course
We can cry like a lightning bug
We can lie about Austin. Del Valle. Garfield. Cedar Creek
Bastrop Smithville 71 Cedar Street
My friends' hair
Decks porches artificial light waning sun light thin slivers shivering bare arms
Dying tree leaves
Electricity
Indoors
A/C
Repair People
Technical College. Where and how would we be? What would we do without your careers cars trucks factories shops books and micro Science cosmos organizational Time Life Mind recognize Saint angel
Every Human Is a Cell Phone
Saturday, September 19, 2020
Free write 11:29 am Saturday - ACC irrigation
School is brains swell, big data sweeps
Our life scraps on organ toast for human
Health span. Svedka, green Tea. Natural
Bliss, sweet cream. Love your cells and tissues
Atoms, quarks, dark energy, consciousness.
Everyday feeling evil spells
Good Meat, Aaron's Mind Soul Eternity
a book for remembering, Re-solving
Puzzle mystery, problems, helpful hints
I'm a shade, a tree of autumn de-lights
Tropospheres, toggling, a hairy sky dangle
Wafts in the blue breeze, toe child sheds
A Pop, Sleep Eyes, Greenwhite voices
Bounce on suburb walls a brick falls, full
Of our bodies, hum a loud hope, Sincere Silence.
Thursday, September 17, 2020
a politician speech . . like a bad lip reading
If anyone is left, their fathers will be My friends. - No more old potatoes out in the static space. No brown haze. No grey white... I made monkey bread. My guns are stuck to the floor!
' Everything constant for a minute '
my love of God
C o u r r t n e y y , write it down in case you lose your teeth.
I forgot my husband wanted different strangers
Wednesday, September 16, 2020
places and years
Austin 2015
Los Angeles 1995
Queens 1975
Berlin 1955
D. C. 1935
Paris 1915
Florida 1515
London 1015
Athens 515 B. C.
Central Park 2222
Past, future,
Significance, connection,
Want, need,
Safety, comfort,
Now, Eternity
Time, Travel
Freedom, regret
Risk, acceptance
Will, power
Boat, bridge
Oceans, atmospheres
Surprise, delight
Play, tragicomedy
Practical profession, perfection
Grace glory love hope
Amen
Tuesday, September 15, 2020
A Real Sign
Ashley stole my kitchen.
Water makes water makes.
I love a solid gas, such as A field across a farm Road , Who I Give a Friend
All of us
I cry again , making Human Plans , a Foreseen Light toward the Inside of our Thought and
Living mind of living trinity
Words , embody Understanding , the panoply
- ' we must live as we wonder why and how to live '
Hydrate , Nourish , Cultivate , Advocate meaningful Helpful
Neighbor , niece nephew brother sister mother grandmother spouse Friends
Children
Awake to the Necessity
Aubrey Light the Neck Ties
. . . .
No example, no evidence
No motive, just an attempt of motion spirals out a feeling chain of nutrient rich
And the second half puts forward Reason to cling to, Learning from behind. On top of oneself and one's first hand environment,
One will stand up for the meaning-making mind
To understand the anything, which is here and now
Monday, September 14, 2020
I don't feel well
Pop cap in the wheel well
Cat sat on a window sill
Look at my face, 80 degree A/C
Less than 80 years, homo sapiens death
childhood adult bank money paycheck house car phone weekly morning , same person on Earth still
life sleep beach sun screen wind sand clouds moon horizon water . . . my mom brothers and me
ghost of god . . . , faint memory TV dim light switch online redirect, the last effect rooting feeding cause
of our next breath
Saturday, September 12, 2020
Wednesday, September 9, 2020
Epistemologically, eschatologically, I found the sound of the brown round Legal documents on fly paper.
We four lounge on the living room floor beside and against the sofas, late at night, after all, Alyssa singing her famous soung; we transport, close to sleep. Our acquaintance [ Devon ? ], standing, tells us he saw Lil' wayne in the guest bed room with the rapper Dynamite . . . " He's just so weird " . . . .
Wednesday, September 2, 2020
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