Beautiful, a country left abandoned by the parade path. The soldiers that typically occupy this place, temporarily removed to neighboring lands; congregating together, backs to the native. I benefit from the accidental diversion.

And it's a tough thing to become a father, a contradiction; guiding a child to avoid the things that you know about so well.

What do I understand? What have I mastered or come to terms with?

said you loved me told some jokes aren’t you dying?

Pull the thread and the dancing starts, the voices jeering at your bralessness, all the men wanting you anyway, the run to the plasma bank to get tested despite your years of abstinence, your brother rooting for you to hit rock bottom, the husband you…

He rolls in unbidden across the stubble fields / Old acquaintance astride a newly booming cloud/ Under sky an alien shade of strawberries whipped/ Her watch stops ticking out the rest of her/ scheduled breathing poses

Fuck love :)