blood letters

Welcome to Earth! Please note the spelling.

Thank you for recording this, nodding along with this growth, our many-headed sunflower’s one motion, repeated without diminishing in strength

like years of springtime carving out a canyon, the water chasing water through a dim space no wider than the single spotlit theater of the mind.

The inkstone grinds, and all along the harbor safe darkness settles over foreign noises. - Who knocked out the window of our new National Theater?

A single light goes out, at first; then the entire chain.

- I’m going outside to secure my neighborhood. Copy that. Now listen to yourself. Thank you for recording this, your welcome to Earth,

- Welcome to Earth! Note the spelling.

- Thank you for recording this

This growth, our many-headed sunflower’s one motion, counting repetitions

like springs coursing down a canyon, water chasing water in a dimness no wider than the single spotlit theater of the mind.

The inkstone grinds, and all along the harbor safe darkness settles over foreign noises.

- Who knocked out the window of our new National Theater? A single light goes out, at first; then the entire chain.

I recently dove back into this album in a heavy way, after finding the CD among my things... how could I forget that they wrote a song called "The Sprawl" 20 years before Arcade Fire? (even if it was, along with "Total Trash", among the easily-overlooked.) "Candle" has been my big rediscovery: I wasn't playing it loud enough before to appreciate the dynamic range or the subtle textural shifts between sections or something, but I now rank it with "(A)'cross the Breeze" as one of the record's most exciting songs.

& finally, why do I get the feeling this is something a Trump voter might say:

I'M OVER THE PRESENT 

I'M FUCKING THE FUTURE

whooosh

"Anything beyond a brief simple kiss can quickly become dangerous. Find non-physical ways to show your love and appreciation."

Then the castle.

*********** ... on the coast, Income inequality & migration to city could lead to urban-rural resentment

OR

Regionalism?

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A mosaic of the world’s largest adversaries from without and within have fractured the Catholic

Economies ranging from low to central importance to a number of passes, & the associated international cooperation

High relief

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she said the first song had made her Stressed-out, because the singer goes on so long without breathing (something I actually found rather soothing) she had to switch it off & stop the car.

Today as I left work I called my sister. She convinced me to go out; now I'm back home Netflixing a show that some -body at the bar said was funny.

The lead goes to the pharmacy, for Plan B, with a date. Later, he’s browsing a toy store. Bored, I put on a

(a twitter poem from the other day)

Last week it was my birthday again and so I decided, as a celebration,      to spend some time revisiting      a few old poems I had written;           which must have been as selfish           as I could afford to be just then.

My saving grace was not on view there. While at times I could almost believe I saw,      by way of the poem I had before me,      back into the me before I’d fixed on           that particular poem’s ending; could touch           each patched-up place where, in a hurry

to cough up the stanza and spit out its taste, said self had drawn too many broken lines from      unformed thoughts like runny gruel; still,      at best, once I’d ripped out the ugliest           stitches, and patiently started to copy over           the pattern, my needlework might come