[OLD:]
i composed new dot txt within twelve hours of news from my mom that her bones were beyond dry, so super brittle beyond what they should be for her age.
words couldn't capture what i was feeling. i couldn't capture it for about a week. but result is
MOTHER BONES
[NEW:]
ONE MORE DAY
WE WILL MAINTAIN
our peices depend
ancestory suspend-dead
living marow stones
our peices in end
stacked around bends
choices made for us
by
LOVE
sEPEL
LOVE SEPEL.
summong ehnrgy in the endless disaster of live.
greatest respect and pilllars of courage for the falling apart of face, leaving behind eye searing sparklers of our most shining every day bliss. tick. tick.
KING GRIN. with a snear he wades through shit with nothing to fear.