everything seems alternately wonderful and hopeless

jobless, homeless

potentially

free

Things I'm interested in

geology and paleontology
ornithology
biology / genetics
Electricity
Long chain polymers
Anthropology: forgotten cultures, hunter-gatherers, cosmology
Odyssey
Re-drawing of country/region borders

sick

silly to think
this was all in the past
sick to my stomach
every time I laugh.

there's too much ozone
in my head / heart/ and brain
it's filling my lungs,
scalding like acid rain.

on hot days I find out
what you really feel,
the way you pick at me;
A scab that won't heal.

I sit in the heat
trying to visualize--
an alternate end,
where nobody dies.

maybe I'm just sick
like sweat on my face, as
my insipid rhymes
puke all over the place.

sort this out

1. I've lived a lot in this house
Laughed until the air ran out
Buried my face
And cried and howled
Filled with some accomplishments
and many regrets.
I have a lot to clean out
before I'm ready -
Stark and blank
To leave again.
I've lived a lot in this house
I hope I live as much elsewhere


2. i'd let you see me
without my walls
whatever's there that's real
if i knew how
and wasn't afraid
you'd notice


3. I don't have to wonder if I'll be alone in the future
I don't wonder because I know
I don't know about God or Love;
I know this.


4. We don't choose who we love
the choice is to accept
and defend it to all who ask