clouds in my coffee...

too many thoughts. too many words existing to replace my own...

"words strain,
crack and sometimes break, under the burden,
under the tension, slip, slide, perish,
decay with imprecision, will not stay in place,
will not stay still."

oh, t.s.... you exist to assist me.

wrestling with this wide wild world

from beach bliss to fly-agaris at baybridge...

"human kind
cannot bear very much reality.
time past and time future
what might have been and what has been
point to one end, which is always present."