I should point out that this month - ramblings - are just that; ramblings from my mind over the last two months (July and August) and do not necessarily represent me today. But they do constitute in their own way a part of The Archives. This is explained, i think, here.
The battery on this laptop is about to fade, so what I write will just stop.
That will give it a certain form if nothing
else.
The spelling will be wild, as I try to
write quicker than the thought.
I don’t want to wait…
There is a light on the side of the van, it
is nightm, insects are attracted to that light, but they alight, on the door of
the van.
I want to count them…
At leat twenty.
Another ten fluttering, in motion, soon to
stop and join their associates.
What are insects?>
Colleagues?
Friends?
Specimens maybe.
Way back..
Someone is singing – I am listening to a
playlist as I wrie…
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