“Beautiful Dreamer” playing in the car dealership waiting room and other purgatory scenarios
Beach Blurts:
- Early report from abroad circa three days ago
We’ve been stuck in North Carolina for a week. We have been camped out at Nathan’s house in Leland for three days.
Today I watched Die Hard, Die Hard with a Vengeance and Transformers. Yesterday I watched Pan’s Labyrinth. Both days I went swimming in the ocean.
Previously, in Asheville, I was too tired to have fun. We went to an amazing swimming hole in Transylvania County but I had no energy left to swim. All I could do was sweat amazing negativity into the ground
- Late report from the anti-universe circa two weeks ago
Windmuth as saying, the birth of Bird is a lagnoll, my lagnoll: Once in a tooth she germinated and she was born. A lagnoll, my lagnoll:
The sound from a tooth. The ringing from the flesh of a bone split and exposed in an open mouth. The bone sings and the mother-mouth is in rapture of the glorious sound of its child lagnoll. Her mouth a perfect theater ringing with bird’s song and its private glorious pain. A lagnoll, my lagnoll:
She cracked her bone egg and cried for a year from her cradle. Her cries were mistaken for vision and the open mouth, electric with suffering, couldn’t protest.
At first only family and neighbors knew what had appeared in their old friend’s mouth, but the word spread. By the tenth month her eyes shone like emeralds from his rotted gums, but the crowds that had gathered to hear her infant wail neither wanted nor needed to get so close. Blood and spit dripped from their old friend’s lower lip and for days at a time tears flowed freely from his eyes. They cleaned his wrinkles and his growing beard and his face looked holy after his many months of loving pained concentration. None came near for fear of disturbing or interrupting the bell in his mouth, the calls of the newborn baby Bird, my lagnoll, who answered all questions and comforted all worries in soft, clear tones.
I I thought the mountaintop was solid ground
I thought the sea the swamp
- Right now I am listening to rap music at the beach, doing my work. I’m fixing my phone today. If I owe you an email or a call it’s coming.
- Killer dreams last night.