#164 what way what way (what would penelope wait)

got to get this all together and reconcile the pines with the silver the damp with the wet and the sand with the secrets of the soul in a st. vitus dance like a bonfire taunting all the ghosts of the forest while the flames flicker and the stars shimmer before turning away what way what way what penelope would wait and for how long the birds at the window ruffle their sad feathers waiting for seeds to grow more flittering bellies to rule the trees and windowsills the compass won’t stop spinning nothing looks the same anymore the moon never stops laughing and paper boats will only get you so far what way what way what penelope would wait and for how long bhagiti 9.30. 07 perrysburg, oh