ISLAND CABIN

I woke up to this dream, the one where I'm on a mountain overpass at night, there's only one light and it's a street lamp right at the top. This time the road is all covered in frogs passing from right to left. Devendra walks out of the dark woods, walking carefree but at a tense angle. And up ahead it's more of the dark woods, and I'm just about to step in.


In the winter you find out who in the neighborhood has a hot tub.
I am watching steam rise up through bare trees.
I need to learn html but until then, friend.