Affentheater
another monday night floating by without you. a night in is better for the constitution. i am breeding my own flu. when i have something really bad i go outside and test it on the population. all the things that are not people come easily to me. no monday night frenzy slow diving into la vie en rose. i love that dress, but i love you more. i can see a warm glow of recognition on you. it is healthy. i want to rearrange your room, play interior designer in all your most intimate spaces and take note of what has to go back into position. sacred space. when the stars are aligned with the sharp wit and the claim of clove and sage takes hold in our garden bed then we shall grow our own source for the sacred arrangement.