my love and i make soup together- sometimes sweet, sometimes not- try some! soup made with this life; together we taste all flavors, not one spice extra. salty tears drip in, sweet voices laughing, singing earthy roots, electricity.

no mocking by monks- pain and pleasure arise so with societies. our time is short- this life is not owned- "mine;" "his"- selfish acts replay. birds sing to sunset the wind scrapes the mountain long will this rock spin.

young deer caught legs wrapped in barbwire skinning, dressing out an unseen chore today some meat goes to dogs some to me saving the skin for another day, breathing new life into this one passed.

tank empty refill, keep drivin. dinosaurs abound. things i love coffee, avocado come from afar- beloved bananas, cacao: what to do? conundrums- i love oil! self-restraint, in balance must be it. relocate? no- things to fix here, now; know "enough." contentment- sparrows, cats have it- (why cant i?) (oh- i DO.) sedition: start within- overthrow myself, the rest falls.

no new haiku breeds itself; no news? nothing happens anyway- dogs “dance” with coyotes moon slides past stars water grows sharp in the cold. ..... Re: nothing new mary said Today, 11:11 AM: sap slides into roots syrupy and slumbering moonbeams pierce branches mind stares, hypnotized into primordial flame dog sleeps by the fire ..... fear the sap: false spring kills new shoots i want apples!!! love the sap: life wells up from deep; bears awaken. sap rises cycle starts anew in-breath, out…

icicles drip- diamonds reflect starfire blackbirds announce spring.

a friend writes: Quantum awareness recreating creation, one and all we are. and so i respond: recreating awareness, and quantum creation- are we all one? quanta give way to spectral views: spectres of life course through our senses. senses show quanta though all waves arise and fall yes, we ARE all one.

slience comes: listen- clouds slip past the moon, nothing to push on.

wooden door frozen tight breathfrost chills my nose open doors(,) let in the daylight night’s breath covers windows; scrape off frosty car inside, our hot breath now cool. soup made removes chill include: love, joy, laughter stir with others, share.

sticks and shouts dont work so we prepare a lasso and drag her to the trailer the knot keeps tightening and she blacks out the animal is being tortured but i cant loosen the knot she was so much stronger she pulled so much harder than i thought she would she tries to stand but gets dizzy a cow getting dizzy now that is out of balance eventually her tongue sticks out her lips white no more prana she passes chaos,anguish, anger rip through my heart and mind- im sorry we have to gut her now, my boss says. with forklift and rope we hang her, bleed her her heart is bigger than my head i climb half inside this recently living being now bone and guts we coulda done that so much better i say he says i guess so a fist in the face would not undo our method or lack thereof now she is gone i am still here still carrying the woman, instead of having set her down after crossing the stream