i looked and it looked like something dreadful happened in camera today.
like the thing was cringing and flaring the light overwhelmed.

or even a spacetime singularity with ice tears

for some reason when i saw the trees leaning, the survivors of the saw, i thought about myself and how i can't seem to stop mourning. one thing just seems to flow into the next. my soul is bowed to earth, but drawing up a beleaguered energy. there's an energy in mourning. it's not a specific mourning so much as a mourning of the planet, a mourning of life, connection.

what happened today? i don't really know.

space and time came to a complete stop, but i went on mourning, and the light flared like a memory frozen in a photograph.