Dripping Words From a Mouth

HOW encapsulated is life: a tree a root a lie. How we pray for wonders. How i wonder too? A joke by Joyce: he pilfered a copy of Ulysses but possibly one book he did not finish. And some call him stupid. While i forget how life tastes i smile and weep inside everything oh well oh no oh hell so it goes. We eat inner organs of beasts we bend over to graze down into the inner space of our fears -- how lovely disaster smells -- how beautiful is everything that dies. :: 03/09/2022 ::