9 september

passaway week and the cheek turns to OTHER - the gloves thrown down and the treatment turned off: i cannot wait for nothing to happen. Forecasts become history as the present revises tensely, tightly revolving and solving unmet steps - mine is but to wonder why - upstairs through the cloud bank to cash straight out - the tradeoff we bought into comes due with interest, but i'd rather look away - i'd rather stay the way it never used to be with open breeze and closed windows - focus on the view - truth and sense remaindering while floundering takes a walk