justwrite 10 february

now I am comparing with faring well how the spell can lift itself how the grammar can change its health to a more certain sort we’ve purported to have made transfers but I’ve carried the same answers along on most of this trip my grip is tight and my cause is right if that’s a good way to say it that’s a true way to play it I’ve been telling stories but most of them are true and it’s a blue eagle and a sudden star that make the cover when no one else is making news it’s a brigade of self-savers and cotton layers in this age of wondering about the weather the feathers tickle our own noses our fancies our pants are made of rags and our arms are filled with something else but still we keep our balance still we remember how the wild fern got its wings and where the angel grows there are many titles that make me smile but for different reasons and in upcoming seasons I will plant an enchanted something and see what grows a seed for shoes a trap for maps to collapse into and aHA I will say and play hard to get lifting all the corners and making a parachute giving a hoot and taking an owl waking up late and throwing the towel into the corner the mourners are all keeping their laces tucked in no one wants to be accidentally sucked in when there’s something else to do I had plans and so did you but here we’re both sitting and we’re getting colder and older and while the wondering smolders in a painted eye across the room let’s dig in let’s build something out of energy the kind that doesn’t blow up let’s splice atoms and make sandwiches not explosions the erosion of confidence in the brilliance of technology innovation raises questions teaches almost lessons but falls short of staking claims one and the same these answers serve no one any good and it’s ridinghood neighborwood where all are welcome and the makebelieve is too good to be true