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the worlds a boring place you know. It's got to be with all these weird ways of tying up our brains. Deep down in the pit of our stomaches, staring with a disturbing amount of peace. All these people sitting around here with all these houses and no thoughts. But we had deer in the back yard and when you finally hear the silence, you know it doesnt exist, 'cause the birds keep chirping and the frogs can't shut up, theyre doing their mating call all night. And the Owls hoot scares the cat, while the coy dogs howl like their tough, but always run from the piercing light of our lantern. Trees fall in the woods when the wind howls, If you forgot your torch, dont worry because the fireflies will light the path, theres hundreds of them out there, buzzing around above the pond, multiplied in the reflection, then the sky adds hundreds more. I could go fishing if I wanted but all I catch are tadpoles, you know, the kind with the little arms, not quite a fish and barely a frog.
It's snowed once, all the leaves topped with a heavenly dash of whipped cream, our woodstove tightly packed and playing cards all over the floor. We played guitar with the neighbours and felt like children, looked like layer cake. We werent prepared, but our long underwear did the trick. It was mothers day, so we thanked them and were satisfied, after large dinners of chili and johnny cakes to keep the bellys warm when we fell asleep, The fire went out but it didnt matter, 'cause we woke right up with a returned summer and no need for those pesky boots, thank goodness, for henry didnt have any and his shoes would leak.
We fell inlove all over and over, in different ways on every different day. We fed the rabbits and closed our eyes to take a piece. It tasted like chicken, i think, but I cant be sure because its all too hard to remember. We road our bikes 14 miles to indulge and to eat. It was hard to begin with, and i bruised my knee. But as the belt went up notches the ride became quicker and people quit comin' around. But we liked it better that way, 'cause the grass was greener and the berries thicker on our side.
We had a light bulb and a radio, We stayed up late to listen to antique radio shows and to hear how little johnny dollar put on his expense account. One time he took a trip across the country for 20 dollars and found Ms. Wilson killer, even though he investigated insurance fraud. I fell alseep during suspense but the soundtrack gave me nightmares and there really was no way to stop them, except long hugs and reruns of a prairie home companion.
Our stove ran out of propaine so we cooked on fire, and broke up fallen branches each morning, really. There were alot of chores to just keep us going. I found a million little flowers and put them in used wine bottles, I picked berries for our pancakes, While henry filled the bucket to do the dishes and laundry, to take a bath and wash the floors. There was a sink with no water, there was a fridge full of boiled water and a night light in the corner. I was afraid at first, of wild ones in the bushes, seeking refuge from their lonely lives, til i realized the rustling outside was nothing but a few chipmunks and toads, on occasion.
How it rained in those tug hills, night after night, taking breaks for us to collect a hundred fagots of sticks and we still were stuck eating sandwiches on the last day, but each droplet would hit the chimney and ring and hum, and when the wind blew they fell twice as hard.
I was afraid, but never lonely, I was dirty but never cold. And, My god, was I happy.
It's snowed once, all the leaves topped with a heavenly dash of whipped cream, our woodstove tightly packed and playing cards all over the floor. We played guitar with the neighbours and felt like children, looked like layer cake. We werent prepared, but our long underwear did the trick. It was mothers day, so we thanked them and were satisfied, after large dinners of chili and johnny cakes to keep the bellys warm when we fell asleep, The fire went out but it didnt matter, 'cause we woke right up with a returned summer and no need for those pesky boots, thank goodness, for henry didnt have any and his shoes would leak.
We fell inlove all over and over, in different ways on every different day. We fed the rabbits and closed our eyes to take a piece. It tasted like chicken, i think, but I cant be sure because its all too hard to remember. We road our bikes 14 miles to indulge and to eat. It was hard to begin with, and i bruised my knee. But as the belt went up notches the ride became quicker and people quit comin' around. But we liked it better that way, 'cause the grass was greener and the berries thicker on our side.
We had a light bulb and a radio, We stayed up late to listen to antique radio shows and to hear how little johnny dollar put on his expense account. One time he took a trip across the country for 20 dollars and found Ms. Wilson killer, even though he investigated insurance fraud. I fell alseep during suspense but the soundtrack gave me nightmares and there really was no way to stop them, except long hugs and reruns of a prairie home companion.
Our stove ran out of propaine so we cooked on fire, and broke up fallen branches each morning, really. There were alot of chores to just keep us going. I found a million little flowers and put them in used wine bottles, I picked berries for our pancakes, While henry filled the bucket to do the dishes and laundry, to take a bath and wash the floors. There was a sink with no water, there was a fridge full of boiled water and a night light in the corner. I was afraid at first, of wild ones in the bushes, seeking refuge from their lonely lives, til i realized the rustling outside was nothing but a few chipmunks and toads, on occasion.
How it rained in those tug hills, night after night, taking breaks for us to collect a hundred fagots of sticks and we still were stuck eating sandwiches on the last day, but each droplet would hit the chimney and ring and hum, and when the wind blew they fell twice as hard.
I was afraid, but never lonely, I was dirty but never cold. And, My god, was I happy.