justwrite 23 july

let’s talk about starting over the fence the tense changed from the past to the future we are curious creatures reachers of habits and attainers of stains on various limbs and whims and clothing that thinly clings to secondhand respectability we are willy-nilly salesmen of the correct way to say to play the shade is wide and so is the water the line is not in the sand and the otter will eat whatever it wants because I haven’t had time to cook anything just a can of beans and some garlic rolls trolling for peanut butter and reaching for honey there is no money in such an effort there is nowhere this part is going slowing down let’s step off and start again let’s talk about starting at the beginning where the ending was only the middle let’s unravel riddles not yet written smitten with the idea and full of hopeful calculations without numbers murmuring in the dark the dusty corner drawers yours and tools and useful rules all bouncing around as the knob is pulled we are ruled by various suns and times and signs of the mines we are digging in and blowing up we are cupping puddles in our eardrums balancing sideways rhythms and swimming in them there is a course I meant to take there is a road traveled often but not by me there’s a tree and a bird and again absurdly this has lost the track let’s talk again let’s start let’s part let’s depart let’s heartily agree let’s splendidly be free let me tell you this is no way to begin a toast and hardly even bread as I said before and I’ll say more than necessary I am a primary color of importance in my own life but there’s a thick knife to cut butter and there is bread richer than any other space for eating again depleting sense like I’m buying time and running out of coins I am proud to announce a newfound land which is not in Canada more like a theory with bleary edges a wet-on-wet watercolor design vaguely defined like the best kind but with the general direction of up and also forward armed with nothing but and also backed by nothing but the same