07122022 oh no!

i found a pair of gloves that fits me. finally
for the stones and pebbles

can't handle them too closely. i have always emphasized the role of
can you look into it for very long? I'm desensitized
hygiene in my life.

sometimes i am scrambled and distracted like the stones in my hands . they clack clack clack. three stones one rock i hold them all and it all runs before me like so many deer. scatter, scatter

even in the gloves my fingers are cold and growing colder. i need the vinegar but i haven't left in a long time. i drink of something greater with it, let it trickle down and to my fingers, spill it over my hands and run it down the sink. waste is an indulgence and i indulge .

full
stop
still strange to write again
full stop