Rabbit, rabbit! The remainder of the previous month was taken out at the knees by the sinus infection I finally had diagnosed after a week of escalating too much pain to sleep. It is snowing in a small flecked glitter like salt in the streetlight. I am on the wrong coast to see next week's occultation of the Pleiades by the quarter moon. I really had hoped by this time of year for T Coronae Borealis. Mir zaynen do, mir veln zayn do. I miss the therapeutic purr of Dr. Autolycus.
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- 1: My old body that you buried with the mud and the timber
- 2: With life and so much loss, time has weighted us
- 3: Out in space, coast to coast
- 4: Like a sprig of yarrow caught in the dark
- 5: The moon still rises on everybody else
- 6: To the green field by the sea
- 7: Eating cereal, remembering the sky
- 8: We'll tell you of a blossom and of buds on every tree
- 9: Am I lost inside my mind?
- 10: And the biggest old rascal come tumbling down first
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