Meanwhile...

Pendant que le dernier rush déferle...

Outside//

Springtime is on the prowl...

theoden's unfolding... (a special thought for Sylv' )	a citizen of a dead specie is seeing another spring...
white ?	colors...
hazy blur... and everythiing is red...	bend / give way /... curve... ..
red bark... nearly invisible traces of the visitor / threads... ... .	and in the spaces... dried skins, dust, dust.. / dust...
deep shadows... / steel bars... ``

27:3:07

springtime looks strange this year / kinda out of place / a rush / a push / a crush... // sometimes / sometimes...
the sap is flowing fast / upward / upstairs / heady and strong / promising dizziness /
... and then.../ heavy / heavy / below / falling... falling...
falling & drowning, in the pond.../
falling and i think... / i keep thinking / of all the promises / we betray // ... we be...tray... / the lies, the pretenses, the delay / the delete...
the securities and all the prudence / the go-between, the distance... all the games we play...
imbedded prices to pay / the damages and the twilight crossways / you know / you know? / all the mortal games we play...
while springtime unfolds / ...
something out of place / something out of space / ...
how could it taste so wrong? how can i feel so wrong?
and i don't know how to say... i don't know where to say... how much i'm sorry... --- ... ----...---
yes, small games/ yes, predictable pain / yes.
i'm sorry. . .
leaves are unfolding /
...i'm folding ...//.. .
spring is here / again / is spring there?
after the initial / usual / fatal / liftoff...
the sap rolls heavy and strange /and...
...and / spring is here, yeah, but not for me... /
(do you feel it? / is there a spring there? for you?...)
not for me... /
and i can't find the words... /
i can't find the key... /
i'm sorr.... ... .. .

hey... jupiter?...

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