last night it got so hot i woke up sweating and opened all the windows and it's frozen outside and i woke this morning with a sore throat. yesterday was a bummer. a cop stopped us on the quad, said a dog bit somebody two years ago. i said i never put the leash on before, though i did for the last cop. i fear the bird flu some and the quad's goose free. well i'm going with the flow as miriame says, it is what it is. we can't stop the extremely lucrative machinery of death. i'm nearly done with on time and water and last night realized it already seems out of date, though much of it is about ancient water and mythology. it was writ in 2019 during the first trump occupation. next i have a fat book of poems, the serpent and the fire. fire and ice and the endless endings of life.