a little piece of a foot..of a heart..left in the chrysalis this summer
summer over the stinkmess the suck of heatsmokehumidity
oh the humidity gnarly shitstained streets +people city carrion
PEI a watery refuge in THE BIG STINK
don’t make a big stink out of everything ape!
impossible
unlikely
unhinged wanderer
(i am so pathetically intense I can’t be any other way)
(Sylvia Plath)
now summer turns to dreams of moving of shitty terlits replacing the
mean streets (shit emerging as a theme) where is Carl Jung when you
really need him?
in bed with Toni Wolff
as Emma +Von Franz
neck in the corner
(..the unconscious..is realllllly unconscious.. CG Jung circa 1898)
the dreamscape:
moved to an apartment it’s way too small
shoes now in the living room
balcony faeces faces a wasteland
of a house a yard garbage sprawled creeping
up the trellis we can’t stay here
she awakens with a scream then back into the same dream much like in life
you’re still here dayindayout until you’re not and you cannot leave without
permission a permit a chainsaw
now in a car and lost there’s a cop hey constable! she keeps driving in the
direction she thinks will take her home but if you don’t know where yer going
directions are meaningless
(..you set out for one place..and arrive in as another..)
(fuck Copernicus 1473-1543)
every child client asked the same question:
do you get paid to love me?
i ask you gentle reader without irony
are you paid to read me? no doubt
at this juncture you feel you should be
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Fall 2025 ..work on sunshine+daffodils continues unabated..unsated..
..home is not where you are born; home is where all your attempts to
escape cease.. (Naguib Mahfouz 1911-2006)
songanddancegirl 