still frames in your mind (borrowed from good riddance) wreathing in that seat observing the comfortable (seemingly) faces on a bus ride. how do they endure? hold back the tics and impulses? the ants crawling under arms? perhaps they are skilled in Buddhist techniques or some revered, esoteric form of self-restraint. conditioned and complacent like feathers peppered on the floor of a window display with hints of orange and gray. look. desire. desire begets anxiety and enables wandering, chlorophyll thoughts like diamonds. fragmentation is set aside, again. imbue with control you think like a kid and a cheeseburger. -michael j tino 2007 back