Monday, December 22, 2014

it's always weird that winter begins on my birthday when i want to focus on passing the hump and the days getting longer and the long slow crawl toward spring. i watched the fish under the ice and wonder if they will poison the koi too now, but wondered then about how they slow down so they barely move and are suspended under ice for months at a time. maybe i could last if i were able to cryogenically suspend over winter. but what would the dogs do? anyway i look toward lasting 60 years, that seems ripe, and doable. i watched maurice sendak with his latest dog and thought the dog would outlast him. i have to last for copp. i don't know if my teeth will (or his). but we last as long as we last. sendak was stuck in childhood not because of an encompassing fondness for it but because his was sad, his mother unfit or unwanting, his best friend killed when he threw a ball in the street and the kid fetched it. i remember once doing that with a friend's dog, a black lab, and the dog scampered off deflected by a bumper and i was mortified and said nothing. sendak couldnt talk about it decades later, but he had to. he was still there.

angel on the door

chorus of ghosts singing the return of frederick law olmsted

cicatrix tree for bobby bee

dog walk with brother bob

every day we forget the occupation we're more like ghosts

everyone lies around here

we have to believe we are magic even if xanadu is a cheap farce bad eighties buttville.

big hug for pmf

i want the world to stop and all the stupid to fall off

i'm alive! my tooth hurts.

last night i blasted the thugs for burning cheap incense.

i though if it had olivia newtron bomb in it it was it's own criterion, but even she was a dud.

love in film

i talked to a guy about the lagoon plans and they are set to return to where olmsted left off in the rush to open the columbian exposition. since then the death of nature, and the bomb under the meadow have intruded, but i hear they will be accountable to the animals too.

olmsted is coming back

suddenly, i don't need the answer

waked up lala

ring the bell
i sneak a birthday whizz and copp takes note.

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