sunless, yet dogged.

stalking Mister Riddle

Barney Tilrock was a little distracted today. 

dreaming islands

when you are old and still happiness is a warm crack

giant steps

inscape escape

it's just a phase i'm going through, that won't be in any book.

if nothing is true then anything goes

panorama with ghost dog

true revolution is intimate and warm and helps us through the nuclear fracking winter

paper winter bird

wreathe

i have somewhere a letter
in an interior folded field, letters
scurrying breathless to arrive and
stopping dead to look, laying low
to look at the sky lowering
and hide from the retriever

a letter wandering to the edge of the field and off the page
and returning
where i look somewhere
we disappeared

for babette mangolte, who has been everywhere and especially here, who watches and listens to the revolution intime.   good dogs to you!