rejectomorph (flying_blind) wrote,
rejectomorph
flying_blind

Late

Lately, I've been wondering what to say. I keep getting later, and then I forget. I get the feeling I'm dropping objects all over the place. The days turn dark near five o'clock, and the solstice approaches. I watched acorn woodpeckers flutter from branch to bare branch of the oak in the back yard. The image of their frolic keeps coming back to my mind, and I have no idea why. All evening I've inhaled air dessicated by the furnace. My brain feels as dry as my throat.
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