Since Sundays are video days, and I seem to be incapable of doing things around here other than by rote process, I'm going to dedicate Mondays to poetry.
blam
It came as in a dream
but has remained as an infection
crystallized amid a cloud
of memories
of windshield glass
exploding
into an angry constellation
a jewelled virus
that settled between my ears
behind my eyes
and mingled
among the nervous space
you left behind
as you turned into the mask
you wore forever
the cliche on your lips
all the crueller on La Brea
as you
said
they got me
blam
It came as in a dream
but has remained as an infection
crystallized amid a cloud
of memories
of windshield glass
exploding
into an angry constellation
a jewelled virus
that settled between my ears
behind my eyes
and mingled
among the nervous space
you left behind
as you turned into the mask
you wore forever
the cliche on your lips
all the crueller on La Brea
as you
said
they got me
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...You can see from here that the main flow from Aragain Falls twists along a passafe which it is impossible for you to enter..."
Whatever...no one would ever know.
-Yep, back. It was a good trip, but sometimes thinking back to Thursday night with the drinking makes me feel awkward...It was something else.
Dave