twice_removed raze we could have moved across the street and into that house. we almost did. we fell in love with the idea over a bottle of red_wine one night. i imagined winters warmed by steam flowing through cast iron pipes. summers cooled by conditioned air puked out by crumbling ducts. a bedroom with a balcony. waking up with a bird's-eye view of the city below. guitar in hand. singing to an audience of starlings and baffled high_school students. i couldn't remember the name some neurologist gave the tangle of blood vessels that disrupts the flow of blood and oxygen to the brain. but i remembered corinne bailey rae's sapphire and faded jeans daring the waning light to find its second wind. we would have been the third set of cousins to live there. richard and greg were even willing to put up the down payment and hold the mortgage for us. it just didn't pan out. arsonists tried to burn the place down twice before those two sold it to someone else. some stranger. they moved to a city that sits on the lip of lake huron and bought a tim hortons. now they're rich pricks who think they own the world. and we're here. still fighting to keep our heads above water. still breathing. still us. 220828 what's it to you? who go blather from