Vroom vroom

There has not been much time for blogging
I've been on my motorcycle
i've been in bodies of water
I've even been on dates under moons, on bicycles, in tents.
It's a good summer...

It's not like last summer, when Jack Layton was still alive and my heart arrythmia was recently fixed and how to be alone was getting lots of youtube hits
back in 2010 when the sun shone hotter
and we all stayed in the water longer

but this summer is more real
there's more grit
it's more east coast than BC
more scraggly bush than tall tall tree

And i've been writing
Fragments about religion and women
new poems about work and witches
songs about the lonely days that linger on

This fall I will go to the west coast, for writers festivals and to eat salmon
I will sit in my first hot spring, goddamn it
I am planning this
I also get to go to Carolina!
Do you live in Carolina? Who lives in Carolina?
I will be tootling around with some industry peeps, showcasing and inquiring into where are the good coffee shops
and I-know-none-of-the-locals-are-swimming-but-i-am-from-canada-and-so-this-is-like-the-tropics-and-where-is-the-quarry?

i will also do these things:
pick berries
make soup
ride my bicycle
ride my moto with a scarve that blows in the wind
sew old cheap dresses into new, weird ones
go on more dates
write more poems
play the piano that sounds so honky tonk it's starting to sound classical
pay my cats on their cute little heads
kneel and kiss the mountain
collaborate with musicians and videomakers
daydream
day-be

I just made that last one up. Can you tell?

I have cried more tears this summer than last summer but still I feel stronger
My back stoop is a most welcome landing pad for all of that saline
Friends have been landing pads, too (thank you friends)

The psychic told me there are rainbows behind me and so I'm gonna take that and run
She said, 'go, do things' you are poised'
I say, 'I have always been a fan of good posture, thank you very much. Off I go'

See you around this country and other ones, you people who read my words
I need your help, often
If you want me to come to your city/town then maybe you can throw some lavendar seeds at the mayor and she will hire me
or that university with all of the lesbians and those sensitive men I dig so much will need a poet to come
poem
Or maybe you know the venues
the artists to team up with
shit, maybe you even have funding

My psychic said 'ask for help!'
Ok, i shall

see you around, maybe in your hometown
or maybe on a sidewalk or maybe in the afterlife

I have only had one gluten free beer so far this end-of-workday and I am typing so fast with such brazen requests that I think gluten free beer is spiked with extra content
or magic

be well,
t