creighton wrote:

> Fall related injury during holiday season avoided
>     It was once that the fall
>     ( it's further into depression)
>     would cause the ambulance
>     of myself to the southern hospitality
>     The gravity of the situation pulled me down to the Keys
>      where I awoke on the ground surrounded by coconuts not
>      there in the morning
>     they on their own trip that night.
>     I piled and sold them a buck a shot,
>     (not to be confused with Tweitmans Halfway House fall
> hunters special 2 shots for a buck 5-7am)
>     to tourists to reload up north

ctb,

David in NJ this last week & weekend working on a crew deconstructing a
timber frame house I was reminded along the way of Tweitman's barn.
Not too far back got to remind myself about our playing w/ dynamite &
the salt mine excavation in bedrock... the nights tripped & dancing.
Depression, fall, gliding, landing... up back north we played pool. I
don't play pool worth a crap but it is the psyche of the bar game that I
admire.
I cannot no longer see or control the moves as well as I can imagine the
play and flow.
Lost in Indiana on that NPS Roger's Clark site nothing much in town but
to play 9 ball, or go fishing.
Or our hustling the tables at the CU student union. Or Tim Bishop's
little brother, reminding me of the Rockefeller laws.
The night we ran out of gas on the way to PA and ended up in the
Universalist and sleeping in the gas station w/ incense.
Lost sandles on stone shores... nice poem. More please.
You got a table near to you we can visit together?
Or we can each drive into Watkins Glen, a recreation in the dark off a
dirt road next January.
Suddenly to be there we are.

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