DAILY PHOTO: Gundamagere Lake from Makalidurga Hill
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two red bugs mate
on one side of a tree;
on the other: orgy



I've never been lost in the woods, though I've been lost so many times. I've been lost in my neighborhood, and I've been lost within my mind. You say the trees look all the same. I say that's some speciesist shit. No. I don't know the trees by name, but that doesn't matter a whit. I've never been lost in the woods: lost means wishing to be elsewhere. Lost is all about "woulds" and "coulds." But I'm not lost if I don't care: don't care I don't know this exact spot, 'cause I know precisely where I'm not!

pink trumpet flowers
densely clustered above;
under foot next week

nesting birds
unmoved by their reflected
doppelgängers