Adam hitched his dinosaur to a covered wagon. He drove the Virgin Mary to the Faire. Shiva rode behind them in a silver limousine combing out his long and flowing hair.

I don't have words for it really — only holes in the sky my fingers can't reach

Morning. A hot bright sun shines down on the cool dark depths of the deep blue sea.

1968.

Held to Earth by fiber and root Palm leaves contort in the wind like words flung across a thunder filled room, end over end, between our quarreling anger You have no idea the effect your words had on me last night in bare feet, water dripping from…

Why keep climbing up after finding up is never high enough?

This soil is bereft, with only mocking water below, so catacombed in chalk.

28th date: everyone else runs for their lives, we toast each other during an avalanche.