But if you want to leave a message, just start talking

Like a fist, if a fist could sing.

I saw a water scorpion today.

Fireflies communicate spottily, but accurately.

Tomorrow there will be fireworks, and then,
back to the chain of living and dying,
pleasing and ornery. The process-shot whereby
scenery overcomes tedium, porch-sitting.

Tonight we have tension and oneness,
arcane, arousing. -- john ashberry

I know you will keep me on the shelf

you couldn't peel / the gloves fast enough

Will I ever find the time to tell you what is inside these trunks?

Sunday saviors:

Called to see if your back was still aligned

“You have played,
(I think)
And broke the toys you were fondest of,
And are a little tired now;
Tired of things that break, and—
Just tired.
So am I.” -- ee cummings

for the sympathy in their vast shy hearts

Then I'll dig a tunnel from my window to yours.

"You change all the lead
sleepin' in my head to gold" - arcade fire

then our skin gets thicker from living out in the snow

"Yet when we came back, late, from the Hyacinth garden
Your arms full, and your hair wet, I could not
Speak, and my eyes failed, I was neither
Living nor dead, and I knew nothing
Looking into the heart of light, the silence" -- T.S. Eliot

and it's nice enough to make a man weep, but I don't weep

there's a bluebird in my heart that
wants to get out
but I'm too tough for him,
I say,
stay down, do you want to mess
me up?
you want to screw up the
works? -- bukowski

I went where the water was flowing

Another windy day at the beach:

buoyant enough to carry