i forgot my camera which is also my emergency broken leash and the grass was wet and i had on my skeleton foot-gloves so we just ducked in the harold washington playlot and saw a man sleeping rough in the kiddie ghost ship and copp had diarreah and we went to the swamp all drying and enfolding like a giant nest and read some graffiti and when we looped back over spider bridge we saw sweet stella who also has diarreah and we commiserated and then glanced back and saw a po-po parked by the gate. and i thought, to walk off leash or sleep rough you have to move like coyote but in among them, in plain sight.

        jung fen, talisman against oblivion.