I know I SHOULDN'T rely upon inclement weather to act as incentive and/or motivation to rite-----but I do. Thing with THAT iz, we're DEAD-C-ENTER in a Drought. Almost EVERYTHING iz, IN FACT, Near Death >>> the turf, MONTHS AGO, 'browned-out', the ground BAKED into a CRUST. It's been morbidly DEPRESSING and remains so.
I also MUST Confess, The Effects of the Political Pandemic, characterized by Racial and Economic INJUSTICE, has BRUTALIZED my Senses to a degree of ABSOLUTE Paralysis. The Degree of POWERLESSNESS has 'affected' and 'E-ffected' me and draaaaaged me to the Precipice of Sustained HORROR, the One of Despair, De-Rangement and Dis-Solution; the One where Ruthless Cruelty is the Atmos-Fear of Primal Exhaustion. "I can't breathe"..............................
Rock Steady........steady as She goes....
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