it's wild, the film:

"Joker" seemed to

presage what Gotham

is starting to look like.

there are very many of

which too much freedom

is getting away from.

it is indeed getting very

crazy out there.

i sat by a bay carrying away bodies, under a

tree hunched over a shore of boulders.

as people came together in temperate weather.

ospreys diving down at clearer water, fish at

their feet--both well on the wing.

the first snow of dandelions underway.

our sun changed position, and the tree melted

diamonds on its leaves.

the breeze came up and away with water, a

mastery seldom seen by eyes--a spontaneous

ceremony of letting go.

a serenade

in and of itself

is the melody

of a saint.

so in love with

the unrequited--

that there is a heart

for every note.