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Portland is hot.
A city wilts
A people molts
the sweaters, jeans, and jackets of a lifetime
All is quiet and still
laden
overburdened
sucumbed

In the 8 month winter of darkness, dampness, and cold
the people tumble out of houses, clatter along avenues
coffees in hand
bicycles chirp merrily, riders clad in water-proof gear
rosey cheeked
smiling
a people drink a pint and watch an indie

But the sun is too much
vitamin D deprivation prevents adequate strategies
No AC rumbles
No fans whirl
New Orleans in the summer
100 years ago

Aphorisms and such

Just Do It
A stitch in time saves time
What's the buzz, tell me what's a happening.
Mind the gap
Just Do It

Why is it so easy to become stuck
Unawares
Unintended
Patterns repeated
What is the glue that holds us to the known
although we strive for more
meekly we submit

Yet punctuated equilibrium exists
It did.
It does.
Biologically
Psychologically
Spiritually
It does
What is the turning point
That grain of sand . . .

That knocks us to a brand new level

Lapse, Elapse, Eclipse, Ellipsis, Solipsism

Haunted passage
Fraught with loss
Confusion
Sadness
The tangled expression of time
(e)lapse
Bundled and undone
eclipse
Forgotten untold
ellipsis
Solitary all-one
solipsism