space is where all the good stuff is happening
first a power outage of which we have few and the fact that i notice it as something how spoiled we are as i read the tweets about homs again then very low fast clouds a pink sky things written while listening to john cale thanks friends for reminding me but unsaved and lost by mistake mm that feeling of having really liked something but not being able to remember what it was precisely then how important can it have been anyway?
it might come back. power did.
joyfully riding into that open square –
that turns into the western plains.
remember to cherish what you see –
you know we burn that which we paint.
the mighty sea will consume all the plastic.
making breaking aging.
we find it hard so hard to leave.
(for fly it no longer can.)
days of elementary pleasures:
lydia lunch, diamanda galas in the marble church. work on the land,
sow, saw, see, the dragon fruit, a fire, the chain.
there is a hole in the ground in our garden.
the red fox lives there.
he is a clever one.
he hides himself in written word.
he draws the world’s mechanism on a piece of paper and leaves it to us to decipher.
clever little fox.