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 ... Soma between these walls of habitations the air is nearly still the sun a sliver of light only at noon and rain reaches the ground so rarely amidst my strawberry plants and pansies you've crafted dog-haired bedding twigs and tidbits of a flexible nature for your four rust-speckled eggs I am careful with my comings and goings fearful i might disturb your brooding cautious that you'd flee your nesting and invite death in again 250402 what's it to you? who go blather from