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March begins it's progression of days upon me. Promising a longer exposure that last month, sinking its teeth into the meat of my cerebellum. It hates to admit it, but ive got it all won. My days melt together like a fretful roadtrip, naps between the jumps required in time. And, when its all done and said, when this month flickers out like all the others and I'm left dangling in monthlessness...

Journal, journal,
where to start,
where to display,
this broken heart...

and birds chirp, and with a cacophony slam headlong into picture windows and sliding glass doors, stretching screens and breaking necks. They drop babies from high limbs, and feed them the accidental wad of cellophane. They crack an egg with a beak meant for scratching. They forget their home and leave the fiends shrieking; to death. Infanticide, ignoricide, forgetacide...

Squirrels rip up nuts from the forest floor, packing heat and stuffing them in their cheek pockets like so much heroin picked up discretely on street corners.

Deer nuzzle and scrape at tree limbs and bark, eating the lichens and papery skin of sapling trees. They are like crack addicts, rubbing up to a dumpster or a back alley wall; coming down from a visceral trip. Tongue out, eyes rolled, eating it up...

The trees team with alcoholic banter. Beaver that beat their wives. Frogs that elicit underage and occasionally non-consenting sex. Bats with depression, and insomnia. Crickets with a goddamn headache; stop the bloody racket...

and that's just a walk in the park. I think the city has changed me... All of us...