work a day

daily work The other night I saw a man stretched beneath a car his boots just past the line of the road a woman sat the curb folded into herself.chin tilted toward the rhythm of his work she traced the ground with a stick spoke a low current of words so low i did not hear them they didn’t notice me pass they didn’t need to they were braided into that moment by labor and presence and suddenly I was back with my father a ratchet wrench and the smell of oil our knowledge expanded just sitting there.together. watching.another spark of knowing. food sometimes found its way to us carried by someone who knew how hard the work was how steady the bond as simple as staying near talking low sharing work even when the hands are not

RED ONES KNOW

red Ones know who gos out in the fire and who moves through. They test All rhe time Principle Investigator do i have consent twist it beabe I wonder. did light penetrate the void or did the vast engulf the brightness. you are the One who reads rhe map .your.body. .your.will. .be.done.