revenant z and stumbles into life again pulled by the smell of flesh and the clean things under stones that glitter and crawl i wander each day over sacred ground and return to the lasting sleep of the earth for dusk and 090325 ... () ( see: visitant eidolon ) 090402 ... z unable to speak in dawn's felt cool and slides over stone and jumble feet dangle awkward dragging through untouched mud leaving no wake under rustle and rag flutter of wind-disturbed shreds of layers forgotten in the passing of year and year opens ahead with a sameness and lasting eternity and nothing is ever (ever will be) new dragging past untouched and un touching in shadow but 090429 ... . . 150410 what's it to you? who go blather from