windthread

wadded up in the door basket.

back.   Neckline and shoulders ripped down….just came apart  during a washing machine moment last summer.  And so,  here we go.   Why?   no idea.    

there used to be 3  hot day dresses.   the other 2 were very light weight denim.   I don't know what happened to them…that was back in New Mex when it didn't matter so much.   this one,  worn to smithereens in the last few California years.   Summer WILL come.   This will be as close to naked as i can get.   And so.    

this has something to do with a VERY short moment….and even not even a 

moment

this morning when i woke from a Little Sleep.   A split second almost when i understood something about a Lifetime….having to do with lifetimes of trees,  lifetimes of Land,  Forests,  community of trees  and then….people.   Also to do with reading Caste.  …the ongoingness of human beings Becoming societies.   It was very Beauty Full,  the understanding even tho it was over in such a flash that i cannot make contact with it now.   But there is a feeling that it will come again,   Show its Self.   Little by Little. And explain to me  About how i have Quit so much….let go of things i've always done,   feeling adrift from all known   but that is just very much ok and as i can be,  even should be…….that it all can be New.   as i get old.