from _A Stoner's Handbook_

I'm noticing a change in my approach to programming too.

Abstraction, an approach to art where
manipulation of matter may be delegated

A bowl of thinner glass is preferable

The ring finger cradles and fulcrums
between the middle and thumb
if it feels too hot
it means it's too hot

Transparent too, to teach you patience

	Another exercise:
	When you pour yourself
	water draw slow and listen
rinse regularly
clear grain alcohol super saturated with salt
but a quick rinse
just to unsettle solid matter

this juice may be reused
biohazard mason jar 
one could fathom a fine suspension
of salt keef and a liver derailment
for brief derangement's sake

why not try everclear instead?

	because,

sad rogue,

	it's everclear 

this at least you can't risk smoking
it'd be like smoking your own suicide note

what we sough is not a now
but a fine end to our illusion

lingering at the drawn curtain
the departing rumor
the stage at rest

everything ends
their deserved endings apart
a dissipating realm

I've been reading it wrong
it was a confession:
every time a stranger approached her
she imagined him having been an admirer from afar

no, that's not it at all
our rage against reality
these sheets of despair

our bespoke screens

the exegesis of this scene
would be the scripture of encounter

How many people in the dark of the cinema have said to themselves
I wish I had doors that tall
ceilings that high
I wish I had
love and heartbreak like that

and I did but I did not
because I went on and can't

his first book of poems would be called _geodesics_ 

he (the fiction) thinks he imagines me into existence, the fiction said

lost will be the lecturer's cadence
recited silently subconsciously
tracing the rhythm of thought