count the eucalyptus leaves

Overheard….

“And to say the gist of these things in the Blog post in language which says “Hello” and not “See ya,” understanding more (and more) that “Hello” and “Goodbye” are not two.”

Maybe the dragons will whisper, “Not two,” off and on, into this ear which both hears and sees. As in, “We gotcha, kid.” As in, “Keep on keeping on, kid.” The way dragons do.

Open windows.

Do I, can I, am I inspired by the open mic when I’m not handed the mic. And all these blowing leaves – nothing else. In my room. On my bed. Just me and eight daddy long-legs.