i woke up early in the morning
top of "Three Sisters"
Sister Clara had left me in the sheets...
the window at the foot of the bed
[room as big as the bed]
held the waving green leaves...
the most green
roll to the left: Green
roll to the right: Mirror
i stared at myself
looking in my eyes
the flush above the bones
lots of hair
lots of walking around
my second day
i was running
down on some sharp dead grass stalk:
punchture wound north of my heel
having to walk slowly
a little pain
that was days ago
today it hardly hurts.
now i'm sitting on a curb in the small town of Woodbury
across the street is an open wi-fi connection
i'm taking a moment to catch up
The sanctuary wasn't about having fun
it was about recouperating
i didn't dance around the fire naked
and though quite a few people have wanted to have sex with me
i've only gotten hard once
i'm just about cuddling
never have a been to a faerygathering before and done so much listening
conversations about absinth
yes, this kid here who makes it: distills it
i don't want to get into it that much now, do i?
all the people
such beautiful kids
just to be around such beautiful people...
i recommend it to everywone
be around people that turn you on
put yourself in the middle of beauty
i'm very happy
but feeling recharged...
a few moments on the computer
a bit of stress running up my back
but i'm putting it out there to find more people to trade with when i get back to NYC
so i'm excited for that
lovers and friends
i'm feeling the wind blow through my hair
and it's hard to see the screen
sitting in a patch of green
on a sunny day
be home soon
love ya, pa
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you have to go to my page directly, apparently it doesn't show up on the friends page...