rewind.......

the blurring of time is all the more apparent when we return the way we came, absolution and recognition, this is the way, if there is one, if there could be, within the confusion to clarity, passion, the undoing of what was.............

the inevitable push and pull...........

the ocean owns me, it's firm grasp only lets up for so long until it grabs firmly and pulls me back in, so goes the last months, so goes a life lived, worth every penny, every time..........

slow burn.......

the aftereffects of the shuffling days prove themselves in ways yet to be seen, there are hopes and there are dreams, each contained in it's own imaginative plastic wrapper, shiny and sweet, the papers will be signed and the deeds are done, there is too much space, unfamiliarity, the adventure is what it is, but when the sun sets, darkness erupts.....

trying........

an attempt to keep it positive is the best course of action, of course, but FUCK!, how does this triangle operate, one step forward, two back, and then one from the side, the work is salvation today, tomorrow i will hope that the pipes will hold, the simple things are of great importance in this menacing silence..................

the inevitabilities......

inching forward at another's pace, the results of one too few hours spent in the service of a few too many, which could be of anything or anyone, this night now passes and hands bring a slow burn of hope, the past is still alive and well but impotent in it's grab for attention, best forgotten, left for dead, much like the very ground underfoot, only now, the future............

the third..........

and so it begins again, five days in, dusty roads and mild weather, fair and mild, a recipe, the dreaded words have been uttered,"i want to go home", followed closely by giggles and laughter, hard to tell what is real, interpretation mostly, the services rendered as of late have come up mostly short, one could grow tired of that real quick like, the sound of loved ones breathing in the desert night erases most everything....................

now-ish............

i tried to take a photo of a raccoon in a box, but alas the opportunity passed me, these random smashing moments congeal loosely into a timeline that might be mentally followed or even put to paper in order to eek out some kind of coherence, today starts a new page but the paper has been left behind, i salute the sunrise...........