a minimal subliminal cyclical redundancy

meanderings by rm dustin

This place I deposit thoughts, E-noodlings where my synapses have coagulated recent perceptions. There are no absolutes. Like all manifestations it has had its evolutionary moments. This is the latest. There will likely be more...

: Name: RM Dustin; Location: Pugetropolis North

I live with many free thinking, free spirited, patriotically challenged, religiously void life-jesters here in and around the delta, scattered in-between the tributaries of the Skagit, peppering the hillsides, or burrowed into micro valleys. They are my friends; spirits entwined, layered, and folded within this realm where aboriginal and Norse lore meld amongst the mists sent inland by salted surges. I am not here by chance.

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4/16/07

the loft...

sensory muffled walls
and I can think clear without spectral collisions
creaking old building
and the wind is my only audible disturbance
the phone rings but I can ignore
the door opens and the dog keeps them occupied
and so it's me and my loft
and I still can't write a damn thing.