in what space do we actually live. in our heads. in our bodies then. in our feet in a landscape in our heads. my head drains dreams down my throat to my belly while i write and drink dark coffee. what dreams. they're in the belly know. or now, soon to poop and then ride to the dog to walk and return with pictures that drain like dreams into here. and then i will go to talk and listen hopefully in talk therapy learning how not to shut down in the space i actually live.