Then
last nite in fact of consensual - reality - some sleep yah much needed - up w unpoet who before dawn crack - she mouse quiet but its a calm time before the world intrude - imma lissen birdsong - now
before the over thinking - uh oh 2 late - there is a good kitty - maybe take my mind off and some music but then maybe not until a chirp hear or murder - is winter - over - yet - what u mean it hasnt even - start
me up hang fire and roll the tumbling dice - yah like that the daze - but about that winter thang - yah i know the sun time shorter daily - then again - the moon
it seems the day gets harder daily but a cheep i hear - last year -this season wuz horror then covid in the spring - but ffs hallelujah anyway so far surviving if befuddled often - by choice or hand of fate - imma coffee myself and try a little movement - maybe murder come feeding - things needing done maybe actually doing tho absolute essential covered for a minute - meanwhile - we have cookies - some i guess poetry - lots of birbs its thursday i dont have a catchy name for the concept and never announce it - uh maybe dancing in fits and starts like st vitus taught me - murder cafe and bakery open - guitar and growl a bit - but later - too early and neighbors a couple work from home -tho building 1/3 empty but im playing louder - i wait til i hear machinery of some sort they street work and sewer maintain -its noisy - one neighbor comments ( nicely but ) bout the music every time she see me but never complain - an errand and here and now on tumblr - post a few things on ig - thatz my usual getting fuck all jest enuff done in actual space time but imma cadet in the deep end - imma stop before the philosophy mansplain - too late u say - lol - later
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