AUTHOR.CALHO: If I didn't write it, I would be hitch hiking cross country to Maine and then Alaska in that order. While taking frequent breaks to spread leaflets. And sit in diners. And write on things because I wasn't at a computer. I may still do that in a few years. Writing this also helps me forget about and better understand the limitations of being human, and keeps me busy enough to allow me no free time to burn the world down.

THEMATIC.ABOUT : Collapse often. The things that hold people together and hold them apart and scatter brains. The things that make thoughts go boom. The things that ooh and aah and [expletive deleted]. Sometimes poking around the margins where responsibility ends and the only one to look to is the Original Equipment Manufacturer and say "but, I already pressed 9 for more options and the menus are exactly the same. Can you just replace it?" The answer will be: "please hold." Sometimes hanging out in dark corners. Sometimes following the train tracks. Looking for ways out and ways in and all the while sharing the things seen and heard and done and drawn and written and scorched and healed and teased and caged and dreamed along the way.

6/12/15

Dear (_____)

Dear lowline,

I know we can't kill them all.  That's silly.  We can't pick off one; we'd be out of a job.  I know you are coming and cumming, with a wide turn radius.  I will control you, you know.  

Another glitch to add to the library.  Failure to observe traffic signaling devices.  Borough code A31 sub section ae15-d-01.  Right after d-00: failure to observe curbside collection on holiday disrupted weeks.  Yep, they were voted in on the same day the council met back in oh three.

Tracking the low line and waiting to press "after burner".  I'm gonna ride you down, til my pinkies can kick pebbles and sand and grass tips, then blow for the exosphere, lowline.

I want to play.

xoxo,

highline
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