5/20/14: 4

The same print, it’s technology,
telling us what to do, a tornado
sighting, wires and buttons, voice
commands, war between creator and
creation and user. To end all like
wars, hopefully–
My beat, soured.. Pot calling the kettle a
devil, and rightfully, I know
what book to ahead check, my let
set in a storm net, I’ll catch the next front,
watch….. 85 degrees outside, I should
go for a walk, see if the ducks at the pond up the street are
still doing laps. Ruin in a field, I shouldn’t do this any
more, chase storms, what was I thinking, all for footage.