freakout

crap. ok. driving again right? because this is how i do my best thinking, behind the wheel and in my head, with barefeet slipping off the pedals and my headlights careening off of buildings, across the center line and over the tracks to steady themselves against your bumber (rear-end ? hahaha) and ok, so here we are, almost strangers but like pretzels folded around each other (baked together ? hahaha) so intimate

and i have to get this out...i have to learn to climb mountains so that i can whisper it to the deep wilderness that lives in the thin air surrounding God...


...........................whisperwhisperwhisperwhisperwhisperwhisperwhisper.................................