ice breaker
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like charcoal smudged on my hands and face and feetlying down in the forestdirt
how did I get here?remember rolling in wet leaves and teasing dogs resting on themremember wood fired Sauna
remember, in the winter…… the lakes are frozen and icy, drifting my car in circles… new snow without a trace yet… jumping in the snow
now the sound of ice melting and crackingwalking over itcracks behind mehave to runhaven’t seen this side of the lake before
remember…… the sausage and beer… the laughter… the heat and steam… the drunken walk…the square in the ice, to jump into
a tiny house in the openingsmoke & light & movement & barkingsomeone comes out looking around carefullyour eyes meet, and it is a peculiar momentnot hostile, kind of recognition, curiosityshe invites me
remember…… the ice fishing… the long cross-country skiing into the dark… the dark winter roads with no cars
she is silentand takes out her drumstarts drummingtrance is coming, can’t resist, no choice
I see…black and whitetile floora newspaper in the corner of the roomfrom February 3rd, 1959glasses lying on top, like the ones Buddy Holly had
I see…red and whitetable clothChristmas napkinsthe smell of glue wineand smoked eel
I see…yellow and whitedressa womanwith a certain gazenot hostile, kind of recognition, curiosity