justwrite 18 june delayotype

a complicated series of events transpire
there's a fire
guns for hire
we are watching ourselves watching each other
no time like the past
no blast of anxiety fit to tie a fir tree
the clues have ears
deeper into now here we go
a montage of thank-yous
red lights
traffic

justwrite 16 june delayo

but before you turn all the way invisible can you divide the space inside by the square of the outside line roughly defined as the other the blank the ranks you'd like to break the bread you ought to fake in the baleful glance tied up with twine winds its way through golden fields of purple mountains all the grainiest photographs of amber waves saved on a shelf in an unvisited room the titles of which are turned away and this is a title image i could find i could work with given the chance and the space an elastic band to expand and confine the dining room intentions with undertable dimensions stretched out of pretension and rolled into a corner a scorner of secrets deposited in baggy pockets upblowing in the breezery the escalator street corners and the cattle calls that send us all scrambling toward our eggs and begging the question

justwrite 17 june

this is where the fair part gets played laid out like a bout of doubts all cast out into the wilderness leaving only bliss and biscuits to be had gladly

no one will say goodbye we will wait for other turns in the tall hallway the unexpected engraved in silver a sliver of tear and nuts to it all a salad ballad heavy on the spatial dimensions

justwrite 15 june

having hinged my head open i find the lines defining dark from light have quit for the night aqnd the battle they fight has squeezed into scrambled eggs the dregs of all other attempts and as the lamp flickers out there are doubts but there is no flow to feed those thoughts they ought to shut down quietly into that good

justwrite 14 june

in such a state the rate of expenditure is greater than the fate of less than standards i have to tell you the quality of care upstairs is less than desirable and the admirable traits left righthanded have got to lead to scandal at some point there's no wonder there's no other situation left to resolve no caretakers baking up mistakes like cupcakes with backward sprinkles and the truth is the youth is too young to understand to come undone to shrug halfheartedly full liveredly the vegetable notwithstanding the grand mishandling of the evidence and when it's the last day to play cards it's too hard to imagine any other tragedy and i am bored with the implications i am changing the station into a different color there is no other background around the court may it please the witnesses may the bliss of different compasses point everyone north there's a torch to bear and a steady stare looking back from the mirror there are heroes but i am not one there are suns but i am a daughter and i wish i had a better answer when anyone asked but the questions are not studiable except in reverse and my rehearsed answers fall back hollow in the sunfilled afternoons the evenings with the cooldamp air waiting to slip between the blinds

justwrite 13 june

step aside leave space to erase self there is a shelf and there is dust but the rust on the shoes will kick up blues like no other like a mother and a threadbare share of sense the fashion released in suits resolved backward like an unarmed man a clan with no alma mater let us pledge ourselves to indifference to the microwave let us save yourself from myself when my fingers type what i should have meant to have thought to say when no way i can let the syllables slip from lips frozen into sullen confusion the illusion of a reason indiscreetly hidden while unbidden slumps strike between the shoulder blades and fade some enchanted evening back from the brink ready to rethink the recipes the stress tests and how to fail the books and how to look past faces and see text i would like to serve better i would like to receive better and the sleeved letters of your record-breaking endeavors all say congratulations i had meant to tell you i had tried to sell you all the books from my shelf i had tried to save myself i am sorry again i would like to rephrase this afternoon setting the netting letting in all the mosquitoes and the bites add up like soupy cups of dinner that can not figure out any sort of menu a can-do scenario with a so-what attitude i would like to remove myself from this space and out into otherspace although it may be somewhat chilly and the conversation may leave something to be desired i have fired myself from the position and under the care of a self-named physician i will continue in this replacement mission having missed the prime directive or removed it in elective surgery thought to be to cure something more ill less well but to tell the truth there is no use for stalling when the calling's all the birds

justwrite 12 june

after everyone else has left we all just admire you and respect you so much and i am nodding awkwardly there is nighthumid air on my ankles and the dog has gone elsewhere in search of leftovers discarded in unexpected places the vaulted ceiling the carribbean paint these pictures i have awkward posture on these shoes sometimes and my car is behind that angle i will take that tupperware those avocados at yoga today i was thinking of thinking nothing and now i am thinking of everything that becomes space when you step back where you is me but you could do it too and the walls that clear up like a passing storm the blue sky the white paint scratched by each siderow desk i will still be here in august i will still be the contact for this glass case just in case sort of feedback if i get a job it will not be the one i have i can not say no to applicants the chance they meant to have a good impact left intact unbroken like an unspoken conspiracy we will say no more of those doors we will leave them closed but indisposed or undisclosed like a location to keep the president or his vice which may still be smoking despite a lack of concrete evidence to the contrary because where there is no smoke there may still be some fire