Taxidermy squirrel with pipe and mustache.

sneak peek of the new set!

Playing indoors due to inclement weather.

blinking cursor asked me, “who?”

   i paused at the key finger hovered like a repelled magnet

no, i said

   not today. 

it doesn’t hurt today. let’s try to keep it that way.

I find that faxing things is far less of a convenience 12 years into the 21st century than it was in 2001. It is creating heavy anticipation.

Since we’re on cinematic puns…

Articulated puppy skeleton.

Sideways branches drop blown onto the thoroughfare. The impending wet leeches all motive from my molecular structure. My timing is sterling, untarnished and fucking flawless.

I don’t think there’s anything left to grieve. Outside there are birds in the rain. The air feels like it’s taking a slow breath out, like you do after you’ve made a painful decision or are faced with telling unpleasant truths. It is apologetic & sympathetic. No judgement. Just soggy pants. 

I am going to take some photographs. Play around in the rain today. I will post them later. 

Domestic cat taxidermy and skeletal articulation.

Eleven out, eleven in. Gelatin-pumped fingers pause from seismic tumbling to recharge the coffee machine, given up months back. Amperage increased through other sources, dream-deprived, self distracted for sixteen long months. Something altogether that needed no mention, something ignored prevent permanent, irreparable harm. 

Sunlight basking, next-day stupids left unchased and head cleared, heart forward but anxiety out of stock. I stand changed & uncertain still of what it was that chased me down, but much like you it will not this way pass again. Guilty head cast downward watching bright shadows of birds fly overhead & I wonder why I don’t simply tear in two.