so my new discipline was invented not by me but by circumstance

and for dealing with the ephemeral nature.

i tried to walk and repeat things, nonsense and cadence, things a dog would understand, the way things correlate beyond reason.

i tried to make pictures over words and failed rhythmically or fell flat or sometimes in small wonder.

i tried to not sound pretentious. i tried to lull myself to sleep.

i tried to give up on understanding and gave up.

and words and pictures kept popping up and repeating me.