Samuel Beckett

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I just repaired my porch screen with duct tape.

Last night I, by providence, happened upon one of the ferals poked halfway through the screen hanging by the waist. He was nose to nose with one of the indoor kitties. It was a pretty incredible sight as the spot he'd poked through is about 6 feet off the ground.

"I want to be part of something incredible," she wishes.

she winds her ankles around the wires
there is a big silver moon
sitting on her shoulder
as she evokes her youth
(just yesterday, really)
knows too much for her own good

I am paying attention.

Waiting until you know everything is a sure sign
you'll never do anything useful.

- Barney Frank

visitor

on the shore of Lake Erie

asking for sunshine and breeze

asking for touch and talk

asking for mercy and grace

asking for life

we find the fourth memory

unknown self portrait

tree rituals

a lynx has been pacing
in the front of my brain
waiting to gain entry
to my soul
eager to hunt in the darkness

symbols

who would guess
the meteor would
sprout an iron iris
beard dripping
with the honey
of its lover
whose eyes droop
from satisfaction
lids fluttering
from the breath
he has drawn from her