the crust

is cracked and craving agua.

his face is parched awaiting somewhere.

don't come home tonight.

my love.

don't go home tonight.






[gaggaggag]

mist

of drizzle
constant cloud of
sprinkling dew
dropping in
surrounding you
until a blanket of wet
you're soggy sodden damp unkempt


atop
dark chunks of grainy soil
soppy but wriggling with life
like if you ate it,
your stomach would be full
of buds and grubs and pollen
insect egg sacs
future

hope



**unfinished from the window seat/sill perch

here we go.

blast off. roarandrattle. jostled nonchalance. as everyone pretends not to feel. keep reading. keep being.

[ gathering remnants ]

grains of sand to be turned over and smoothed until they're something precious, appreciated, understood.

"And thou

shalt love the Lord they God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy strength: this is the first commandment.

And the second is like, namely this, thou shalt love thy neighbor as thyself.

There is none other commandment greater than these."

"Lay not up

for yourselves treasures upon earth, where moth and rust doth corrupt, and where thieves break through and steal;

But lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust doth corrupt, and where thieves do not break through nor steal;

For where your treasure is, there will your heart be also."

caught.

to avoid being/feeling frustrated/flustered, clarence willed himself into apathy. "just don't care. you. don't. care. it doesn't matter. nothing does," and he felt more free.

nirvana is not nothingness. it is the absence of somethingness. the lack of desire. without desire, there can be no disappointment. without disappointment, life at last is bliss. things cannot go wrong, if right does not exist.