Moving mode really messes with the memory pool. So today what's on my mind is a man who used to patronize the redwood forest coffee shop where I worked in the teen years, the man in transitioning tie-dye with puple bermuda shorts, ironed with a front crease, not like the tabla star, and not really like anyone.
I will miss this heckhole a lot
but the move feels right and true.
what bothers me is packing the studio.
dreary, why? hf
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no reason
except movement
disrupts our sense of
time and place
in between doors
and worlds
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