Trip (he said)
I want to deepen my sense
of experience
he said.
Those who love each other
shall
become invincible
he said.
Helicopters clatter over the canyon
in
S
U
N
L
I
G
H
T
he said.
Blueberries the bears did
not get not genetically
altered here
kingdom of the
sacred.
Sleeping on mountains, full
moon rises
fat over
Eastern peaks.
Rabbit
snake fox
elk hawk
not used
to humans
here this Cat Creek
torrent, no filter, this
leg of a journey
the path
not
on any map.
Grandmother
Y’Shua
Cleto
Quan
Yin
let me be
safe
let me
find the way
he said.
S O
S
at 4000 feet
in sticks
& bark
in stones
& boughs
PLUS a cross.
We thought his spiritual beliefs
were
Native American
he said.
So, Paul Nelson lived inAuburn?
She asked.
No. Paul Nelson LIVES inAuburn
he said.
Dramatic footage.
Talking heads.
Sound bites.
M.R.E. meals
of corned beef hash
before the hook.
Polenta cabbage
noodles butter
for four more
days
he said.
A creek
running uphill
pushed
by the power of
an Army Chopper
We do this all the time
he
said.
It’s our job
he said.
Damn, I
sprained my ankle
just
yesterday
he said.
Have some Evian
Fires to keep mosquitoes
away.
Firewatching original
hypnosis.
I see TV anchor Dennis
Bounds
reading the story
& smirking
he said.
That trail is
easy to find
he
said.
Marijuana in the fire.
Cross in a snowfield
w/ needles cleaned
around. A Halo.
Crucifixion constellation
in the night sky
above Cassiopeia.
Moving the fire circle
downwind.
You are an asshole
he said.
Dreams of Maria Cantwell.
Lobby to tear down the dams.
Or name them Dam Slade
& Dam Gorton.
Laundry & dishwashing
on a boulder
in Schoeffel
Creek
wondering where the lions
are.
Sun Sun Sun
here it comes
he said.
Hanging above the canyon
clinging to cedar branches
not a good time
to let go.
Scrapes, contusions
nothing broken, not
least spirit.
I can’t believe
how much I love her
he said.
I’m not going to let
her grow up w/o a
Father
he said.
I have to go West
he said.
I can climb this
mountain
he said.
I can climb THIS
mountain
he said.
I can climb this
rock-field
he said.
Someone was here before.
The broken china.
Jar of matches.
Dreams of past lovers
leavingmidnight messages
crying:
I do not want
you to die.
Provocative handshakes
in the hot springs.
We’re kinda like
young hippies
he said.
D.C. is
nothing like this
he said.
We’re hiking
the BaileyRange
he said.
Come with us.
Boiling snow.
Uropathy is not
for the weak.
Dateline NBC.
Survivor week.
This is not the SoleduckRiver
he said.
This is not my beautiful
house
he said.
Good morning
he said.
It is good to be alive.
Prayers & prayers &
prayers.
Morning songs in the canyon.
Clouds charged with sunlight
drift over the mid-day mountain
& expire.
How did you
get from here to there?
he said.
You certainly
have the will
to
survive
he said.
Paul will be
back
he said.
He’s one tough
MOTHERFUCKER
he said.
He’s one dumb
MOTHERFUCKER
he said.
Are you going to
put me in a room
and
beat me w/ sticks?
he
asked.
No. Your
brother
wants to do that
he said.
What possessed
you
to
do that?
he asked.
Stick with the
trail
he said.
Don’t ever go
alone
he said.
People sure smell good.
Trail mix of cranberries
& corn & walnuts
& dried mango.
This is pretty
good
he said.
What is it
again?
he asked.
Quinoa
he said.
Views from an Army
chopper. Talk to the
local paper, make
the talking heads wait.
Never fully
breaking down.
Dazzling and
tremendous how quick the sunrise would
kill me,
If I
could not now and always send sun-rise
out of me
he said.
I could be in worse places
he said.
YES! YES! YES!
I’m over here!
he said
screaming @ helicopters.
She’s going to miss
her
trip
he said.
You inconsiderate asshole
he said.
Get out where they can
see
you!
he said.
I want to check my
he
said.
There must be
some kind
of way out of here
he said.
Said the joker to the thief.
Jimi Hendrix died
thirty years ago today
she said.
And the wind screamed Mary.
Yellow ribbon messages
dropped from a chopper.
The High Divide.
The view of Olympus.
The rugged, rugged park.
Native People of this land!
he said.
Have pity on me!
And he sang.
And he prayed.
And he left
before they came.
Why didn’t you
wait
by the S.O.S.
he asked.
I didn’t think they’d come
on a cloudy day
he
explained.
Kuma, I’m sorry I missed
your
birthday
he said
Is Kuma worried?
he asked.
No.
she said.
The neither
should you
he said.
Get some sleep
he said.
I don’t need a tent
he said.
Where is my tent?
he said.
Where is my stick
my watch
my earring
my map
my journal
my tent
my thermarest?
Losing much but not life
he said.
Not consciousness
he said.
Not faith.
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