magical times in which the fingers point in many directions shush now think love dice blocks straws clay dolls logs make toy stuffs. have kid. my baby. moonlight walks dogs barks and toes and tungz my skull is being disobedient. my eyes no. my left eye tends to hurt from Coricidin overdose. Tahoma. Verdana. Threestars. Galaxies. I wanna live in Mr. Roger's neighborhood. A mermaid swam through my consciousness I swam along. Rocky point fluid worship temple flowing a boat floating in my bloodstream. your foot steps on my belly I am vertical and your toes flow down across my navel & then thight - I sigh - you dive into a sea of night scatter droplets of me into the stars. katrina kidwell johnson dec 1998