twin yellow ropes

draw me through the foothills



my mind too is grey and white

lines



to myself,

I can be as unknowable

as the ridge

at Franconia



as unreachable

and irreperable



that's all



this blog needs the sandwich bag's emergency medical attention



a council of earless goats

a council of earless goats

a council of earless goats



tryin to avoid contact



with the other bipeds



my crowd skills and some other skills are still there but for the futility of their employment



the invisible sex lady told me I could write again but to do so I would have to will myself insane again



and never bother her with the excuses conscious or corporeal



I said OK