Strangled By The Stereo Wires

02.23.21

I NEED (quintuple exclamation point) to be dissolved in sound today. The sheet of ice has disengaged from the brick wall, a pile of broken winter on the landing. Forty Degrees. Four Zero. A new meeting format may have been just what I needed, my ass lightly kicked, a rearrangement of the routine.

(TAKING STEPS TAKING NAMES)

Gratitude
1. Enough Energy to skip my nap today
2. A chicken Dinner in my future
3. VOLUME

The cards say to dance on the on the new life growing upon the fallen tree.