In love with little

pockets we create

all over:

this skiing vibing mountain

a valley festival in spring

a mighty desert city

themed with expression, skill

connection

It ripples out into daily life

and feeds us art of being

all together



When one day, unnoticed

you suddenly stop skiing

your face structure starts to change

your personality morphs to

objects on flat land

And those elegant lil' gloves

drive you insane for no reason



Inspire me

to take us to highs

you've never experienced before

And then I will



Today

is the best day of my life

not yesterday or tomorrow

(how awkward would that be)

today. Because

I chose absolute love

It's bigger than any sad prophecy

Let's live




Had me contained

controlled, away

So I would rise, rebel

break through

And be me... finally

Life's homeopathy

I'm grateful beyond all strange

Japanese words for feelings






Make falling down
fun
Getting up
fresh, like the first time
Be up there
exhilarated, true
The world comes from you


Goodbye

I hope you heal

I won't be there for it

because that's all I ever wanted

I'm closing this door 

and "for the kids" was a just

a stage of grieving

This empty space looks good on me



There used to be Burlesqa

a black cat from CaƱon City

with a smoky voice

She only brought me 

birthday gifts

never missed one

This special was

for Sofie's very first 

Happy Birth Day




Kids' archnemesis this morning

is the snowplow

They dress in winter gear

and armed with sticks and attitude

the two are ready for a face-off:

The snow is for everyone! 




Of all the lies I've lived

here's one I believed

the most

That I've been taken, claimed

and loved

But let me tell me -

until there's a ring on me

I am forever free

Now that's responsibility







 I found a reason

feminism had to happen

to this country

Without it we'd die out

Timid are the men here





When everything seems off

feels unfamiliar

Let it be, why not





 I clear the work space and wait...

First come distractions: 

thirst, chocolate nudges

dreams, plans

Here come the kids

then needs

Waiting...

Can't I just fall in love & call it a day?

what is the reason for this delay...





I felt to myself

and found out my love language

is Surprise


P.S. I loved driving this car. "Yo, passenger! Get out and switch the hub locks!" 


baptisma pyros

I felt were I to scream

I would burn down the floor

the people below, the house

Ire swept the room clean, spotless 

In that new emptiness I unraveled myself

took on its shape, there was enough space

to be me - unwedged, uninsulated

anger-stripped of all fears, prejudice 

Don't back away, I'm warmer now










The base of my life
are the dreams
pulled out from the outer heart
into the inner space
Pushed out through the 8dance
Locked into widening of perspective


 

I kid you not

I'm supposed to be working

Day 6 and still nothing

no food, no spark

Photoshop, text clot

humming laptop

Take me skiing

away from this op



Tug of War (Still looking)

     Looking for an original person with nimble fingers, who's done many things in life... yet has never taken an old typewriter apart. Would you like to sit with me and curiously apply wit and skill to try out this top act? Private message me, if you would.




Ļ̷̭̝͎̼͋ͅò̷̉̍̔̎̈̕̚ͅo̶̧͔̭̻͖͖̣͉̱͊̍̿͗̏̿̕k̴̟̮̟͍̳̱͈͛̀͜͝i̸̢͙̮̗̰̤̜̗̰̊̃͑͊̐̉̈́ṇ̶̡͓͔̩̩̦̐̋̈́̿̆g̸̨̰̘͚͈̍̐̄̂͋̕ ̸̛͖̞̼̩̣͗͋ḟ̵̡̨͙̘̫̲͎̟̥̑̔̽̆̅̚ơ̵̧͉̼̠̌̿̂͝r̴̛̛͇̩̦̤̘̭̆̔̓͒̂̒̕ ̸̰̪̗͓͖̦̳͙͂͊̈́͜a̵̛͖̠̪͖͊̾͊̄̓n̸͖͍̼̣̱͇̜͙̦͐́͝ ̶̹̻̫͓̗̔̅͘͠ǫ̸̰̜̎̂̿̾̽͌̿ͅr̵̻͑i̴̥̊͊̄͝ǵ̶̛̩̖̝̼͙͚̠̬́̃̑̔͜i̸̯̯͙̤̱̟̼̖̟͈̍̽͊̀̌̅̿͐͝͝ņ̸̛̲̀͂̀͘a̸̡̅́̐̌̅̐́̈́̆̚ļ̶͖̼̔ ̶̢͚͔͛́̅̆̒͑p̶̡̢̮̞͍͎͓̤͒̀͂̚ě̴̹͒̓͒̎̅͂͘r̵̙̲̔s̸̛̱̠̲͓̦͉̍͌̎̈́̊͒̔ò̵̧̧̜͖͎̩̠͍͌̊͌̚͝n̸̛͈̏͒̔̔́̎̍͝ ̸̧̮̥̜͉̥̖̖̀̊ŵ̷̻͎̳̫̝͕̉̀̉̍͜͠ḯ̸̧̧̙̜̳̠̲̽̚͝t̴̳̱̥̞͉͈͉̳̝̐͜ḩ̴͓͉̗͉͖͔̦̖̅͑̀ ̵̻̭̠̯̽̀͊̒͌̎̐͜n̶̙̤͑̌̏͗ỉ̶̼̠̹̘̰̜̥̜͒̀̓̐̕̚͘͝m̵̝͐̒͊b̷̼̪̝̏̄̎l̶̦̤̺̘͚͇̎͋͂͒̚͝ͅe̴̤̳̬̠͚̼̬̭̽̔̄̐̾͆͜ͅ ̷̛̳͔̝̳͎͖̗͗̑̏̊̽f̵̡͉̠͖͇̺̹̥̦͇͆͆̄̽̐͝i̴͚̠̒͋ǹ̵̛̓͊͒́͌͝ͅg̷̮̫̼͝e̷̡̢͚͚͙̰̖̾ͅr̸̢̘̦͖̻̙̽̈́̾̑͐̄̇̈́͠s̵̢̞̻̊̋͜,̵̪̪̦̺̲̲̫͓̂̋̓̅͘͠ͅ ̵̧̛̭̤̭̥̻͑̊̅̈̐͂͒̆w̵̛̜͋̋͗̇́̈́͝͝͝h̴̛̤̰͙͕͕̘̱̼̳̏ơ̶̛̬̇̄̂̀̒̅̏͠'̷̨̛͛̎s̷̨̡̛̯̬̲͇̎͆̎̀̀̎͑ ̷̛̠̫̤̼̬̯̤͎̘̀̌͌̿̃͋͜d̶̠̱͇̩̙̝͇̤̽͆͂́̽̊̆̃́̚o̷̖̠̤̯̠͚͑̎ñ̸̡̰͈̮ͅē̸̙̲͍̳̹͖̯͈̪̃͊̏̊́̿͝ͅ ̷͖̋̏̏̃͊̂̈́͗͝͝m̵̨̨̥͈̟̻̪̒̆̄̓̌͑̈́a̷̹͊̑͌ṅ̸̲̙̞̩̯̎̋͛͒́̚͝ÿ̷̞͉̬̙̩̻͕͖̝̬́̎͒̅͛͂ ̵̧̣̟̬͚̃̽̀͗̽̈͗t̸̨͉̯̪̞̜̩̝̟̽̊̌͝h̸̩͍̠̱̰̳͎̬̞̋̆̃̃ͅĩ̵̛͚̟͉̑̅́̿̄̃͂ņ̵̳̼͆͗̌́̒g̵̦̮̣̰̎̄̐̎̈̕͠s̷̙̭̖̖͇͕̽̿̍̀̃̈́̇̏̈́ ̴̮̺̙̱̘̙͈͈̭͗͑̊͊͝i̷̩͎̝̘̗̹̪̩̓̐͘͘ṇ̷͓̰͚̲̖͋̋̾̅̕ ̶̯͙͋͒͑̎̄́̇̕l̴̛̛̰̩̲̗͖̎̍̇̐̿̇̽͝ĭ̴͈͍̐̾̒̑̎̈́̈́̚͠f̷̫̹̼̑̋̍̌̇̔͂̚͠͝ę̷̻̮́͐̀̀̏́̑̕.̶̧̟͍̫̲͋͛̿̒́̊̌͂̚.̴̞̰̺͒.̶̮̙̝͕̲̀̈̇̽̊͒̆̋̕ ̴̝̲̞̞̺̼͈̗̫͗̈́̌̑ͅy̶̭̱̠͔̹̰̪̳̔̏̓̏e̶̛̘͚̣̠̭̭̦͈͑̿̊͛͑̈́̃͜͜͝t̴̛̗́̅́̒̕͝ ̶̢̞͈̮̬̆̇̾́̏͝ḧ̷̨̛̤̜̪̰͎̟͕̀͛̃̉̀̈́̅͠a̴͍̮̖̹̲͌͗̈́͝ş̶̻͎̹͙̂̑̓̀̈̈́̏ ̷̮̂̀͑̏̀̊̈́͋̾͑n̵̹̏̽̈́͌̐͋̑̕ę̵̦͚͚̑̆̓̀͛̈́́͠ͅv̸̡̛̝̻̼̜̑̓̏̒̿̀̂͋͝ȩ̷̳̤̝̱̩̼͍̍͌͒̈̃̇͐͊ř̷̻̙̪̻͗̈̓͜ ̴̙̩͉̯͕͚̐̆́̈́̏̀͐̎́̈t̶̖̓͘ȧ̶̝̉̓k̷̨̭̯͎͖͕̜̥͋̓͌̏ê̵̲̲̖̰͖̘̺̝͕͚̋̽̃̌ṅ̵̢̨͈̥̠͍͂͆̄̎̐̚͠ ̷̼̠̙̭̞͍͖̺̾͗͋͝ͅa̴̝̼̭̫͗̑̈́͛̃̓̈́̏͘ń̸̨̼͊̒̀̏͛̀̓͝͠ ̴̱͔͗͊̏̑͒̕o̶̧̯̩̫̞̲̗̥̓͋̅͜l̵̞̹̩̩͛̽̊̅̏͋͗̏̂ď̷͚̠̪̥̦̌̒̄̅̃́̕ͅ ̸͖̬̙̭̥̖̿̿̄͗̋̾̚͝ͅt̷͓͙͗̈́̍̆̾̀͊̑͠y̸̙̪̯͈͊͛̐͜p̸̩̘̪̘͕͈͇̀̍̔ͅe̶̢͔̲͍̩̠̭̐̎͐̐̍͂͒̽̿w̵͎͉̳̰̆͂̈́̂ŗ̵̪̪̞͈͕́͌̐͑̽̌̎̈́ị̸̛͓̈̃̽̂̃̓̚̚̕t̸̨̹̮̰͑͂ͅȅ̴̮̤͕̤̟̱̱̖̈́͝r̸̹̳̖̪̒̂ ̷̟̬͖̂̐́a̴̳̠̥̳̮̰̦̿̅͐͆̈́̀͂͐̕͘p̶̨̛̰̥̱̹̈́̾̉̌͗̇͂͠͝ả̸̢̞̝͔̘̦̭͈̟͐͒̋ŗ̴̲͈̞͉̗͇̣̀͗̃̓̆́̇͛̂t̵̼̜̪͙͉̱̥́̀̿̎́́̀.̵̧̤͎͙̻̺͇͌̏͋̆̍̚͘̕̚͝ ̸̙͙͗̚W̴̛̪̤̬̯̥̽͘ơ̵̠͍̦̌͋͌͗̇͛̎͛̕ư̶͎͗̑͘l̸̦̺̰̦̺̤͊̒͆̊͑̐̚͠d̴̳͌͝ ̷̫̘͕̙̜̑͌̚͜y̸̧̘̖̻͖̫̫̗̤̏̐̽́͑͗͌̚ͅǫ̶̢̲̲͈͎͖̞͎͇̅̆ǘ̵̡̫̼̫͈́̊̕͘͝͝ ̷̢̡͓̱͍̩̺̮́͜ļ̵̖̣͐̑̃i̶̗̺͚̝̲͌̈́́͑̒̿̚ķ̸̯̼͎̞̦̕͜͜ë̸͚̼́̑̋͗̒͗̑͛̇ ̶̢̛͙̠͖̥̬̣̓͐͆͂̈́̈̏̈͝t̷̛̪͇̥̟̼͋͂̃͗̾̐̃̓̉o̴̤̣͖͇̦͆̽͆͆ ̵̯͈̳̝͚̣̖͊̇̌ş̵̲͓̗͍͚̬̰̐̆̾͛̇̓͛̕i̵̦͗̽̀́̎̾͑t̴̘͗̄͛͆͋̚̕͠ ̸̧̞͇͖̓̔͆̂͑̾̐͒w̴̡͚̣̳̰̰̰̖̹͛͆̈̃̌̔͐̏i̶̧̧̼͚͓̳̪͆̿̈́̍̎̇̎̌̕͠t̸̛̫̮͓͑͜͠h̷̢̗̘̓̀͛̀̑̅̔͆̇ ̴͎̹͆͒̃̏̌̓̆m̵̡̛͉̱̖͉̂̇̌̊̏̾̚̚͠ĕ̵̥̭͈̹͆ ̶͓̹̜̪̞͍͎̰̅̉́̊̔ä̷̧͈̲̲́͆͊̔̑͋̃̋̚͠n̸̤͇̝̹̙̻̺̳̯̓̅́̍d̷̡̓̐́̈́̎̈́̈́̕͜͝͠ ̵̠̺̣̟̜̉̃̃̓͗̄̄͘͝͝c̵̰̮̰̓́̐̕ù̸̙͉͚̤͍̐͆̽̌̂̃̓r̶̢̗͖̟͙͎̞̼͎͋̈͊͗̕͝i̸̧̬̥͈̻̺̽̓̊̀͜ö̴̻̪̪̰́͋̊͆̿̋̎͋͒͂ǘ̵̮̭͓͎͕͇̘͆͊́s̸̬͖̭̬̞̗̼̟͑̆͆̾̋̎̍l̵͈͇̼͈͓̖̅̂͂͒͊́̍̄̚y̵̛͕̠̍̃̓̅͒̓̊̔̓͜͜ ̷͔͈̬̤̥̼̺̻̻̻͐̌̕ą̴̧͙̤͛͒̈́͑͂͗̏̆́̀p̴̘̲͚͊̿̇̊̑͘ͅp̴̢̡̢̨̰͔͖̜͝l̶̪̘͔̾y̴̥̒͌́̏ ̶̟̖͙̰͍̙̱̳̠̀̏̏ẇ̵̨̨͚͉̫̤͈̘̋͌́̎̀͜͝i̵̟̥͚̝̍͐̔̆t̶͍̮̳̪̾̀̋͘ ̸͍̳̘͓͙̩͋͐͊̃̇̑̔̌̔͘a̵̧̡̢̛̠͈̲̼̿̀̎͆̅͠ņ̴͈͓̙̓̃̄͋̊͐̿̑̈́̎ ̴̙̼̜̹̹̳͓̥̭̃̑̂͝s̴̠̳̱͉͋̏̓̏̑͑̕k̷̪͈͍̲̞͇͇̹͇̺̍̽̉í̷̡̛͖͇̦͙̯͍͇͗̿͋̚̚ͅl̷̮̼͍̘͈̈́l̶̤̱̙̳̱̓ ̷̺̺̗̫̈́͐͂̓̇͛̀̃͆͊ͅţ̸̼̱͈͈͕̜̱̗̿̂͐̊͠ͅǫ̶̩̯̗̘͚̤̟́̔̚͜͜ ̴̟͓̞͎̞̺̱̆͌̊̌̈̔̽͊̒̉t̸̛͇͈̳͖̟̮͆̊͂̿̔͆̍ͅŗ̴̻̝̞̹͕͙̥̼̿̍̌y̸̧̥͕̫͆̾͠ ̶̨̛̛͔̣̙̹̩͙͕̳̗̋̀̌͊̔̕ȍ̸̞̮͓̈́̎ú̵̫̯͙͔̤͙͉̦̻̱͆͗̽ṱ̷̘̪͇̋̆̀̈́̍̋ ̴̩̂̊t̷̼̗̩̒ḥ̸͚̈̾i̶̬̪͑̈́͒̇͒͐̈́ś̵̡̞͈͓͈͍͎̟̻̆̇͛̐ͅ ̴̣̖̱̗͈̬̋̇̀͆͂͗̒͒̆͝t̶̡̛̯̼̾̋̆̐͛̔̓͝͠o̸͖͙̙̖̯̣͗͛̍͌̒̀̊̈́̄p̵̡̛̰̣͉̹̘̦̉̃̕͜ ̸̦̮͇͇͛́̊̓̾͘͠ͅá̵̺̮͈̝̣͍͑c̴̡̡̤̖̝͍͎̝͚̱̀̏̄͋̉̇̂̀t̸̡̡̛͖̰͊́̐̐̒͆̔̊̋?̷̛̯̼̭̯̝̠̳̀̐̋ ̵͍͚͍̀̍̍͆̀̑̀͝͠P̵̨̜̼̱͈̘͍̋̓̐̾̍͝ͅr̴̢̻͍͎͔͔̺͍̪̓̑͑̒̽͑̋̈̕i̶̦̤̿̅̚v̶̛͈̟̪̳͉͒̈́̌͛͊̃̂͆̀a̶̧̮̫̼̜̣͎̰̤͉͐̂͗͊͂t̷̥͇͓̑̌͊̃̈́̕ͅë̵̞̰́̆̓̚͠ ̸͈̲̦̘̈́̈͂́͗̈́̽m̷̨͍̱̰̘̯̓́͐͗̀͠ḛ̴̡͖͎͚̳̻͉̯͊͋͌̓͒̚̚͜s̵̪̿̅͐̔̐̓̃s̵̡̮̥̬̈́̏́͜a̷̬̩̱̭̬̬͙͑́͋̐̓̾̚g̴̭͒͑͊̀͋̀ͅe̷̯͉̾̽͊͂͐̒̈́͒̐͠ ̴̡̘͇̩̣̻̥͛̃̏͜ṃ̸͙̲͉̖͒e̸̞̜̺͍͋̐̌͐,̶̛͎̯̜̟̀̔̍͆͑͑̇̀ͅ ̶̹̺̟̭̿̑̇̓͆́͑̊̐͂i̷͙͈̮̠̟̥͙͛f̴̢̧̢̻̠̺͛̋͊̀̌̑̈́̋ ̸̧̡̨̰̹̣̹͒̄̏͝y̴̢̢̠̟͕̞̫̥̍̄̚ó̷̧̦͓̝̩̮̬̭̗̿̅͑̂̈́u̷̢̗̮̭͍̠̚ ̶̡̡̛̳̞̦̬͇͓̂̾̚͠w̵͚̱̲̦̆̂͘ͅo̵̧̡͓̝̗͚̝͔̓͌͌̿̐ǘ̶͎̏̉͆͘͝ĺ̵̢̡͔̗͓͉̤̬̣̇̃̀̽̈́̒̚̕͠d̸̪̘̠͗̄͐͂́̃͘͜͝͠͝.̷̻͖̣͔͖̜͍̤͒̉͌



31.III.2020

 

I've noticed judgement
and envy
turning our lives into a set
of sad
hardcover stories
Why and feel the responsibility
There's magical streaming truth
in call and response
 

 

 

Things I'm addicted to are so many
one being thinking seriously
a bad habit I'm replacing with
Gifts from the Universe
You know how many there are every day?
Count
My resting face is going to be a smile
thank you, Mercer, for the Gift from the Universe!
 

 

 

Creators of steam
keepers of warmth
lovers of life
So good to have you in one place