secret lake? secret lakes...times keep a rollin along, time to move on, to expand. The legend of the secret lake, the original, the one and only will surely survive, as is the way with amazing times and amazing places, but it is about time life went onward...there are a lifetimes worth of lakes out there, and several lifetimes worth of adventures, waiting to carry us off into the angelic chorus, into memories for a generation.
séance around the island’s night fire! séance around night fire!
decrepit landmark tree hurricane fallen, knocked over half of its neighboring pine, the one we climbed to the sky God damn! sitting on its fallen trunk our initials somewhere scrawled in the wood I love this I love this and I later climbed to its new splintered top, right to the tip and lifted my arms to the mass-less sky watching the fire fizzle below I love this! children are here I find spastic children rummaging in crumbling pews inside me I love this and cry out “BOOOOOOOOOOH!” to let them go to breathe with the formless nights!
who will throw the first stone?
(ha! me, it was a cheap trick.)
