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blue sky with clouds all these books, one after the other.
line after line, are read.

papers capturing what the memory has grown too old to commit.

who can capture a flying bird?
and if you do, will you let it go when it pecks your hand?
030103
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Zao Lithos We stood at the "look-out"
Overlooking the pristine Cascade Mountains
A plaque on a pedestal
Seemed irrelevant compared to
Natural Beauty

There were these birds observing us
Chirping curiously from the lower branches
I made eye contact with the boldest one
There was an understanding between us
Unwritten, unspoken, nevertheless

I lifted my hand
and extended my finger
Offering a makeshift perch
which he excepted

Tilting his head...
"peep" he said
with quizicle connotations
And he lept into the air

Slowly, gracefully, boldly
this wild creature advanced
with his wings spread out

and just as he was inches away
from a precedental encounter

I jerked my finger away...
and screamed like a woman.
041212
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unhinged 'i made engineered a working flamethrower and then made 20,000 of them. But don't buy one; they're dangerous' (sic) - elon musk 180922