** talisman (the happiest day)

I woke up, I touched my ears. I took in the air, I took in the light - I adjusted and I bent and welded myself more completely to my own mental frame.

I drove to my house in the sky. I pulled up the shades and buckled my overalls and surfed the web for more time than there has been since the creation of the universe.

I took water and my throat slowly melted back open... fizzle and pop... atmosphere.
Nothing is better than this.

It doesn't get any wiser or smarter or more beautiful or happy or more polished or real or perfect. It's a broken mirror, ice cream and several minutes after midnight - breathing exaust fumes on Lake St. in downtown Eau Claire.

It's breathing out and letting the wet fibres of your spirit airate themselves properly for the first time in months. It's plunging through all the clouds on the sunset to raft high above all the blinking mechanical notions of all of our human friends.

TURNING OFF TV'S. BREAKING FINGERNAILS. NEVER SEEING ANOTHER JAR OF "MIRACLEWHIP" AGAIN.

I woke up and my eyes unglued themselves. Canyon walls echo just a stone skipping down the path. I took in the air and murmured softly about wings or crumpled paper rolling across the road tommorrow. I liked the white light glowing and I liked the smells on the air. I turned swiches and punched buttons and dials dials dials.

There are categories that I have always avoided. I walked past them, I dreamt them with deep-heart-shudders. Mostly.
So now I just hug everything I can whenever I can and that is all there is to it. If there was a word for what I saw before I had seen it would be "preview". If there was a word for cat's cradle making love to a spider's web it would be "happy".

The shape of the lights I see... the shapes cut / co-mingle with my mind together.
That is the happiest day

of my life.



hahahahahaahahahah
let it ring..............................................................^.