as_for_me_i'm_stumbling frAnk where i ought to breathe i am swallowing air, there in the wet grass where secrets are kept and spilled like red wine on a white shirt, told like a grimm fairy tale to the wrong people. 030710 ... crOwl and then, like magic i catch myself before i'm facefirst and splayed, brushburned on the concrete. i stand, breathing in, and then out. out of breath. out of time. i wonder where you are on my birthday. i come home in the misty fog and your car is absent from the thawed out driveway. i think you are out making a surprise for me. and yet i stumble in my thinking. thoughts like music i collect, one song at a time from birds whose feathers fall where no one sees until they accidently find them where no one looked. "where did you get that parrot feather?" "a friend gave it to me," i should say. but who was she really? was she a girl who i would eventually make love to? and i stumble everyday when i think i know who i am. 050221 ... unhinged numb me faltering i don't have the strength to complete this 050221 what's it to you? who go blather from