The deserts are blooming around the globe.Northern climes, onlynature of times, seed timeand harvest, wobbledy world,feeds my kind, year round.– edge of Baja approachesSunriseRed ocotillo, waving underorange jello sky,as the sun tops the Chocolate mountains, Salience – as a leaping hart, or gazelle,were it pulling one’s foveal focus, the pointwhere attention is properly paid, look…

Location, local focus – earth inward from the edge zero, or more, on aplain flatness of outfrom inas I turn faster onfrom off,as the medium I float inflow through pipes, con-do-itity conducting fluid thought bitsemoting pro-vocation does it feel right, no pain, or urgeto burst the sure bonds of flesh, remindingcarnal caged rages, actingas knowing…