With great desire to cross the spackled range, the black speck trails over the rough white terrain in solitude. Just him, his walking stick and a worn canvas pack. With every two steps the sun, a millimeter closer. Meditating adventure.
Kill the lights. Beneath cool sheets, by just the glow of a silent screen, numbers are scratched onto a grid marked easy. My eyes begin to burn and I drift away. Slumber- interrupted by a persistent car alarm. I spot a light. Flicker, Flick... Flicker, Flick. The car alarm eventually subsides to reveal a sweet, subtle melody coming from above. I love harmonicas. An army green pyramid points down at me.
I float away again and find myself laying in the tall grass. Light dims down and back up again as clouds go by in the sunset. Amoeba-shaped shadows undulate throughout the range and the sky tries on everything in its closet.
I lift myself up from the earth and transport to the fourth of july. Trudging through the sloppy, deserted trails, I try and locate a single square of dry cloth to wipe my specs. The water only relocates on the glass and now fog is added to the mix. It marks a challenge and excitedly, I climb faster and faster. The further I venture, the heavier I become. And as I descend the mountain, satisfied, I am light.
Waking-woven dreaming.
That range became my ceiling.
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dang mama.
(a teeny beetle with a teenier campfire)
Me thinks you might be spending far too much time with those challenged daily for decent shelter and a hot meal.
Step back into the light my friend and breath deep.
Take to heart this deep and sage word from the wise : Cows don't care what you're wearing. Cows only care that your hands are warm.
I heard the department of health closed your blogue? Wat hoppen?
Katie:
Your voicemail is full and won't accept another message. Is there another number where you can be reached? It would be a good idea to have an alternate contact or number.
Just being a dad...
emseesee - aren't you are supposed to post more often than your visitors?!!
Happy New Year!
I resolve to nag you into being a more consistent blogger this year {:-)
Wile E
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