when r. comes we will all hold hands in the water and get it in the picture.
i met armando i see all the time finally a name i say you are armando. faces with smiles.
saw k. this morn apologized leaving him with crazy sculptor but you left yourself anyway i say. saw the sculptor again he was having the same discussion but about dreads and with himself. i didn't interrupt. now he covered his stuff with concrete chunks and i think he may have gone with the po-po. 
this ain't a story is it. sorry again. 
told sweep a leg johnny i think we gotta stop thinking of the seasons and the weather the way we stop thinking about the wars we start and never end because it's all just change and otherwise we'll be depressed all the time like the dark heart of winter.
what are the stats on schizos and trans-g's, suicides and catatonias these days? 
think of where you are apropos of nothing.
we can balance emotion and reason.
in the water is best.
with the separation of emotion and reason came fear
we got a culture of fear and endless acquisition by war
to preserve the peace now we must have war until there is nothing left to start
we sacrificed lives for this, for lies
sacrificed not just lives but the quality of life
there's no quality and we kill for it.
we confuse peace with terror
we make peace with terror
this should be the biggest mystery of all
i know it's wrong to be depressed about the weather
when so many of us are being attacked and killed but i am a child after all
i think dogs are confused by us
and wonder what the fuck we are all about
i do too, i'm with the dogs
r. said doesn't it feel like fall when we sat by the ruins of u.s. steel
i said no but it does even more today and since it's me feeling
i can't deny i get upset inside and she so sweet doesn't say no
now it feels like a short summer and a long fall of winter and 
really it's all just one big season of flux
i can't get with it i'm flummoxed
by the flux, i'm fluxed.
i'm sorry i wanted to tell a story, wanted it to be
an uplifting one.