nest raze a web of loosely woven twigs to tide you over. fingers of the fear that brought you here. add moss and wet leaves to strengthen the structure. a sphere around the base forms a carapace. here are all the raw materials of your life, stuffed into every open space that isn't fit for brumal living. a bed full of fronds and fallen flags. the limb that holds your home is warped by wind blowing three times the speed i can move on a dead run. it sags and sways. but it will not break. 221130 what's it to you? who go blather from