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2004 Apr 24 / 3:30 a.m.
.:  spring mud

too many hours are past for sleep. tonight is a marathon; so are the years. not running to/away - just running.

two weeks ago i was in utah pushing my fingers into wet red soil: there is a life/death smell in mud - rainstorms, leaf skeletons, snowmelt, old insects. it is still clinging to me. it's the smell of in-between, and it outlasts everything.

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