La Journal, “continued notes.

The line along the fault divided all forces 

Even to space saw another's dark saucers 

Tho line went the spin spun another deal

Older running fixes the line performs real 

Except later day where that line saw lower

Connecting to four parts sect, lucky clover

The slow advancement in creature comfort

Control is another area of “AI” but wrought

The stick of softer days cups in taste bought

Grape bunches sugar cane chews retort your

Tasted fruity things cant say I love you more

Coffee tea I agree till I recline or decline for

Amid my bed pillow-angel I’ve let declined 

In my dreams the waxed beard call to wines

Calling the night through the crimson lights 

Heavens Star refusal to lessen its brightness 

Or moons other site and home coming reach

Placed a ribboned pin on my breast to preach 

Beyond moon melt by candle light cherished 

The homecoming other site all fruit lavished 

Unseen but said the lasting beauty said trees 

What remains from things became birds bees

Or moons other site and home coming flings

Unknown where and well began your wings

Not readily seen through the thick of the tree

Last of the trees falling leaves in mix breeze 

retreating spring summer colors all in decline

I see green brown red strange fall angel lines

Gods close-pins reimagined by angel clothes

Aligned to another running in early mornings

So you are the second beauty or yours to sing

The moments mornings are under your wings

The earth declined to restore the sky under me

Though in another day it may for you become

Ours now to change the towel that we touched.

Winding River,

Times ago the universe was very different than

today the immediate conclusion give more time

required great thought by astronomers and tack

So if the galaxy Sagittarius crossed through the

Milky Way in any part it created havoc billions

years ago in swinging door mix and mixing fly

To today in a larger measure color plants water

This the scientific jargon of note our acceptance

understand why one does this and not the other 

So on the way to the podium anchors are down 

I can count the boatman, to point chart the way

Purgatory in the dark books in the dead’s stone

Only story I read saw stone chipped engraving 

In former times roll Sci”fi, one was the towers

of India other the body of stone in the drunken

drink of Egyptian waters was their Gods stone 

Or in stone captured images early deity beliefs 

made the four oceans deeper by their secret ill 

state becoming another God in deepest waters

The oceans bottom raised the delights one man

But water can keep secrets reveal the nature of

history and secrets long forgotten and so none

more is secret only heaven knows the flight to

“ I saw you in my mind the long absence being

I became the rock from which you wrote home”

You raised the bar my sight the joy what came

In my rest your breath upon my face I saw your

hand reach out to me the earth sci’f, can’t deny

Re-emerge through winters wear and tare cold

wars, “The Third Dimension”

In trail of this a little bird I noticed fly through

A small thicket of trees and tree branches, even

so that bird flight was on a straight oblique line

Illustrating certain intelligence to me of another

kind relative to discarding older spyware unsafe

don’t really know without more proof birds bees

And proof is in the pudding what was witnessed 

yesterday but just imagine souls being drawn in

to a oblique other dimension science intelligence

and black hole stories are imagined but pictures 

are so important like asking what kind of science

research should the many spacecraft fit in limited 

space mission, Inca Dinka Do, your history book.

A oblique other dimension that’s where everyone 

lost souls as sometimes are mentioned might have

gone in their long sleep like pushing you and your

all asking questions for directions. Can we come

back or return from the dark realm well just not so

Or return back someone’s hand all possible in tale

Comic Book form said the So§Lo incognito affairs

Not for this sand piper asking that question in real

times might conclude that the, “ Inca Dinka Do” 

civilization were drawn in some other belief more

than one hand in the porridge went into it.

The voyage ancient archaeologists.

Finding our expedition in the mountains long lost

Undetectable loss of way believed, I clapped my hands

and raised a welt magic doesn’t work so I sent get well

card to remind them we were here or at least I am you

In French Russian Chinese and where I am others also

Sent out on a satellite as the comet groupings of Leonid

passed by and counted in the fly-by of comets and things

Our exhibition being in numeral one more or Sputniks

Tort and retort greet and meet not the Vikings dash smash

the following in above registers numbers requiring the AI

gatekeeper observation meaning, LoGar of the Viking age 

is now in check cause change is current how space is made

of definite change and might carry pandemics or peekaboo 

satellite riding in the same frame as movie fly over of Mars

breaking the silence, Robinson Caruso USA SOS.

We The People, 

A line of words not incomplete but specific to a written document

A journal that begins and ends with a dusk of ink blotted signatures 

A garment of public trust it’s glamour slowly eroding its declaration 

In Germany as I recall are credited for the Bible the words, 

“IN THE BEGINNING “ Germany invented the printing press.

And yet these words have fallen on deafening ears employing 

a short whip and long conflict between the Ukraine and Russia 

If pandemics are a poor choice of words here the conflict in Europe

is a willing figurine to the destruction way of life for the present 

as is being waged, even so no worse in casualties and destruction 

On the scale of humanities wrongful discourse of other peoples 

language custom to exchange for peace I recommend, sci-fi fantasy,

Give the rock that split the forest or real peace.