and we walked off to look for america

[drownedingrey]

i've been playing with these boys, such beautiful ones, but they're so young and im getting anxious for my love to return from kiwiland. it's all i can think about, but we have a month until we're together again. let's see where my thoughts are in a few weeks. jem and i might hitch west or hop a train for spring break and it'll get my mind off of people who are so far away. ross and kelan get in tonight. i think i'll orgasm on first sight of either of them.

and this summer, we'll be in a tipi in vermont, follow the rainbow to colorado, back to allgood in wv...and what plants! a veggie garden, wildcrafting herbs for teas and tinctures and salves, working on an organic farm for the day and a heady cafe at night. and endless making of love and bread and music. we've made no promises but what is this thing we're creating? i believe it is my life. and maybe we'll have little dreadlocked and bearded babies. ohhh. my love is thick as the honey i've been eating by the spoonful, pouring out on these boys and i dont know if they're ready for it; their feet are getting stuck in it. and so are mine. but what sweet sustanance is anchoring our feet to this virgin ground. none of us have ever been here before and it feels more honest than any other reality i've had the chance to be a part of.

and the phrase of the milennium continues to be
it's good. how could it be anything but good?