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progress marches on,
packing boxes in boxes,
a new move back home.

It’s one of those mornings.
Yesterday was full of energy, hiking and climbing.
Today, sun may burn off the fog and the clouds, or not.
I may end up doing a lot of moving work tonight, or not.
I hope you have a good day, mebe some egg toast, and recline on a couch in the sun (outside in a burnt out field optional).

of Violet communication

Bishop Bouldering from William Bazargani on Vimeo.

intelligence,
communiques from the enemy,
“those pants make your ass look amazing”
remembering hands in hands, a sticky sweet monkey on shoulders,
and fingertips pulling on ears,
not so unlike rock,
filing down the finger tips to pumice smooth hip bone tracers,
teeth and hair always getting in the way.

An edifice to his folly,
a folly for his own edifice?
—–
legislated folly,
lock step and long nights in bed,
hair, pillow, and top sheet.

Falls Mainly on the pretty girl on the train?

I’ve come to love the light rail in Seattle,
it’s perfect for my needs, to from the airport to downtown and back again.

Old beds and whiskey,
friends and long nights clubbing
taste youth restored

VINES are no replacement for soft creepers,
which girdle the tree trunk.
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Soft rain and exercise,
well bruised heels carry on,
napping hand in hand.
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Lazy days for lazy men,
rain on coffee house windows,
soft lips, friendly hips.
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I hear they dont lie.

Means a change in travel plans.
Mebe I will get to turkey this year after all.

Also apologetic phone calls.

was Bob.

Video, as they say, unrelated.

and now for something…

pre meeting meetings
no satisfaction from here
missing catharsis

the angry reds leave a pit of post coffee stomach,
the distance is magnified from finger tips to text,
he wants to be taken with her into gentle pastures
and be made happy,
in a land of milk and honey – pasty white and over sweet.

samurai DBA
falling on his sword for joy
of sleepless nights

time ticking in the follicles.

A crazy busy evening of exercise and lentils which refused to cook.

Late night phone call crazy,
alarms slip off the tracks and
remember kissing?

soft spots for microblade ovens,
bad dreams toss and turn their way into bad backs,
forehead is forearmed.

conversations loom,
snowing on the mountains
dangerous passes

spider bites taste like late night talk show taffy,
scottish gum cutting candy,
half glass three quarters summer rain.
Who said “I dont envy your light, but I can’t see here”
remember remember the third of whenever, and be made happy, fruitful and multiply.
You can even be the big spoon… sometimes.

Now where did blue go?

as in we cannot all be.

Be keepers, they cannot all be.

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Long lone keepers.

Bees barrels Monday Morning,

Saturday day trips