Seeing the unsightly

I see a chaos seeping into
fall and art and falsity.
Tilted eyes, sewn on by smaller woodland creatures,
interludes of pacing and spacing, out.
Lines point from each thing around me and past me.
As I lay upon green boulders,
and forget one, two, or three things that do not matter,
to me or the time-less.
I aim my eyes at a line and follow it home,
near a frog close to a pine-cone rolling past an anthill.

Kinda ew

In my dream my friend Luke was into body mod, and decided to reform his exterior. He decided he wanted to look like the above. However, in the period directly after his surgery he was still all wet and bloody because he got his whole exterior reformed. While chatting with our friend pat one night, he decided to move around. Pat and I reminded him that the doctors said he should not be moving as this agitates the healing process of the skin and reopens his wounds, which covered his body. He decided to chase me around the house, his whole body dripping with blood. Pat was screaming upstairs, Bubba barking around too. To my dismay, Sir Luke had decided to start an intensive running regiment in the weeks previous to his surgery, allowing him inhuman speed. He did this so he could constantly chase people and scare the shit out of them. As he was chasing me down the street Bubba begins to chase me also, and as Luke knows Bubba better than I Bubba takes his side.

- kinda the end

p.s. this was not a nightmare

if i left for egypt today

I'd have to go quickly, as my car and house would be sold. I'd run around northern Egypt a while, and make my way towards the southern ruins/nomads. I'd probably join them, with a period of a problematic diet, as I won't be used to the goat and frankly gruesome nature of the things cooked. I'd pray to old gods and cherish the stony responses allowed back from faces and broken limbs on walls. Oh the sands of time to tell the truths. I'll spend one day counting the grains of sand in my turban covered hair. I'll try to wear only black, though that will be somewhat impractical some of the time, I'll have to change clothes to bathe. I might try to spend lots of time Saqqara, but frankly Cairo scares me. Perhaps picking up Arabic will happen faster than I believe possible, and I do love the script. Oh my move to Egypt would be momentously serene.