∃volve is L♥ve, Sp∃lled Backwards ∃π~♬♪♥∞☮★☄|☄★☮∞♥♪♬~π∃

∃volve is L♥ve, Sp∃lled Backwards ∃π~♬♪♥∞☮★☄|☄★☮∞♥♪♬~π∃
Can you see the ouroboros...?

Monday, January 21, 2008

November 14, 2006

Been sober. Nada alcohol. One year.

The Cape

The fog comes rolling in
through the cut
with hope and job
look forward to
the job coming to me
it's in my heart, my mind, my soul, so
it's out there incarnating
through the stars
blackness shining down
potential of
moon draws shadow
full of portence
across the fallow
yet - importance
wind draws clowd cover
across the skeye
(can't remember - who am I?)
in a twinkle of an eye
beaten down to ocean breeze
go out and hang with some sleeze
in a local bar at ease
pass a drink, if you please?

It's not of the physical plane

and it makes me question my sanity
it's like a stray belief, orphaned,
latching onto a stranger as parent
a nuisance
dreams of eclipses
seeing the black night luminary again
and again
waning in and out
there one time, forgotten the next
perennial, permanent, fleeting, cherished & sacred
and gone
perseid meteor shows on Burke's Mountain Sunday
at nine
time wears on, wpeeding up, slowing down lessening
further my capacity to see the difference between a spectre and reality

Monday, January 14, 2008

American Bald Eagle

It was soaring, circling effortlessly, following us as we disturbed the wildlife walking through the woods. Yesterday, in a clear, tall, windless blue sky.