
DAILY PHOTO: Swollen Barachukki Falls
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footprints in the sand
diverge, and i wonder
if there’s a story

There once was a monogamous Geometer who could angle in inches or kilometers. "I do love triangles, except love triangles," At orgies he was a nervous vomiter.

light sweeps slowly
across the cave floor;
can bats tell?

bamboo, young & supple,
looms over knurly and
stunted hardwoods

i’ve seen nettles,
& i’ve felt nettles —
better the former


conscious.
be, do, sleep, repeat…
unconscious.

from the train,
everchanging landscapes…
then i wake up