on the quiet street 
over 8000 blood cells 
in every two inches

 listening to chief keef you eat vine leaves stuffed w rice

 the mustard company retweets you

giant squid 

becoming two lines 

his haiku

 as the train starts moving you have a veggie burger in your mouth

 winter drizzle the loneliness of train announcements

 at the tram terminal a frozen puddle

 in Korea they care about Will & Jada too!

remaining insects

in this november breeze

your hairline

 

 your thoughts on air fryers the back of a billboard

 all the smoke of ancient rome buckwheat noodles

 doberman first you blowup a balloon

 the virus oswald in mexico

looking at the sunset
sweating 
the yucca

 Watched South Mill District. No budget horror with surprisingly good special effects. Asides from the stop motion there was nothing to really see. Derivative with very obvious influences.

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the outline of a horse the ideologyless ideology 

  A neighbour gave us lots of apples - 3 whole bags! I got to work on them straight away. Baking a whole tray of them with cinnamon and brown sugar. So good.

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after the vaccine

becoming human

your horse

 The sweet memories of childhood are a reaction to the joy of companionship.

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radio nod

gliding over us

a goshawk

 Morning was bright and clear. Watched youtube. Read sports ball results.

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The actors that are in all the movies you don't watch. 

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after the cop a line of marigolds

The boy woke late this morning. We had pancakes and I got him into daycare for 9.30.

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 Nationalism is the ultimate commitment to mythology. 

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Art out of view. How work exists silently in different stages of your life. 

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Moved a good bit of stuff today. Solid lunch. Now watching the Marines at the Lions 7-2 bottom of the 7th

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of this horizon 

the last mouthful 

of wheat beer

 I'm more bothered by suffering than death.

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The rain came down heavy around 6.30 in the evening. I sat by the window typing emails and editing. Occasionally looking at the sodden pines. Good

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after killing the mosquito 

in your head 

a keith murray song

In the morning Aoife said she was finishing early. Good. I wanted to watch baseball from Taiwan. Aoife didn't finish early. I didn't get to watch baseball from Taiwan. 

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Longing for the security of a homeland.

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Our new couch arrived in the middle of the afternoon. It came in three boxes; we had to assemble it ourselves. We weren't aware of this whilst purchasing it. 

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All movies exist in a shared universe.

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 New government restrictions announced for the 20th August. 

 Out early. The sharp squeak of a woodpecker's alarm call. Wraith like a goshawk moves between pines. 

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Albums I want to re-listen to:

Makaveli 7day theory 

Bon Iver - all albums 

Kanye's 2010 albums

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Study the city. Walk and read about its history everyday.

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The baseball game went twelve innings. The Dragons blew it. The Lions were lucky.

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The hot water in the new apartment has less pressure but is hotter. 

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Geese have been heading south the last two weeks. Small flocks but still. Bats were doing maneuvers closer to the ground as the blue hour framed everything.   

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noticing your teeth 

growing on the south wall 

a man’s face

Whilst watching The Thieving Hand (1906) I noticed a matte painting of an alleyway next to a pawnbrokers. Matte paintings in old cinema are a wonderful thing. They usually depict landscapes so it was nice to notice one depicting a small detail of a city. 

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Outside the apartment is a gravel path through a wooded area. Heavy footed people sound like rock beasts chewing stone. Sometimes.  

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counting teeth 

dead in the soy 

a raven

Morning. Heavy rain cleared slowly. Languid grey.

Prepared a meal of potatoes, carrots and noodles in a tomato, mushroom sauce.

After lunch watched the trains at Pitäjänmäki.

Evening meal. Pasta in a rosemary and tarragon white sauce made with almond milk.

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poisoned darts 

just missing hell 

a woodpecker

 

 

on the boulevard 

shaded by limes 

a green bench

chasing the pre-literate through the twilight (21/02/2015)

 

 friday drinking the nobility of ghosts

100ft up

you watch rain fall

on the city

and feel nothing

 

wearing thin 

he covers the dog 

in syrup

 

 in this version of him there are no dogs just baseball cards

 wherever these peaches came from beetle’s foot

 his stone throat. the variation of dandelions.

4 poems

 

being more water than ape a carp’s three deaths

 

 

 a turn of phrase elk bones

 goat land he dreams of aquariums

 

 his last thoughts the radio frog

 of god the eyes of eggs

  

suburban relationship

covered in birch seeds 

a patch of nettles

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her hands 

an electric storm

full of ants

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on weathered cement

cooking blood his mother’s flag