Betelgeuse dimming (day 183)

Four quarts & the truth.

Once i was camping with a group of people in Baja. They had just dug a deep ditch to use for a latrine, & during the night several wild gerbils had fallen into it. I borrowed a blanket & spent all morning on my stomach, swinging the blanket into the ditch to catch each gerbil one by one, swoop it up & let it go on the level ground.

Masking up, facing off.

darklevin fez-wrixle
Plutopause so damn smooth
wraith hatch relapse withal
not clever selkie shunt

gallows ambrosial lift
day sad with bafflement
stones left from echo hunt
the stone that rode along

Ghost cruise.

"sleepless night
the path
sleepless night
now spring arrives"

--@poem_exe

The Carrington Event.