Can you imagine?


"nat, this is like a phoenix reborn. i always love your work"

>A human writes this to me:
and

these are the first words conscious
of a new day,
awakened and thunderclapped
to read the
these s-elected words
on a now superfied~stupified
glorious Spring day<

I am besotted,
bowled, bowed over
all my bones are mushed,
liquified
these
elected & conjoined
particles, bytes, integers,
a handful of molecules of
uttered, undreamed of
words<

>and now, I am sated<
by this unexpected
whereandhow,
whatandwhy

giving
thanks enough to this world
with/for/by
my peculiar love of
words, and the humans
with whom I share
with and by them,
and for them!


<>


6:18AM
nyc
4-17-2025