the past few months

well, silence is painterly and wishful of expression, the cadre of incantations of speech and written word melees for ingenuity, once abated, on scroll, the commonsense, the fabrication, the iffiness gone to sleep and crisp appeal. where is crisp appeal? anyhow, to edify a greeting would be cosmic, and reading dependant coca cola, the impression derived from albert camus, wiling fantastic debts of mirages we live over. one settlement on a boring station near line's end, is happiness' returning.