fireweed honey

up on the slopes of the obvious mountain,
crimson streaks point at the sky
and among them, the hives collect
the gold that drains from the flowers.

but in the heart of the difficult mountain
I try to explain the wild taste
the heavy scent of summer lying sharp against my teeth
the way it seeps into crevices,
biting my tongue and then soothing,
whispering stories of pollen and nectar
a love story of pistil and petal

as I struggle for words
with my sticky mouth
I am reminded, inexorably
inevitably
of you

moving slowly upon me
your mouth wandering from petal to sepal
to stamen and stem
your fingers hovering
hush

and my own honeyed abandon
this luxurious fire between us
locked in the heart of the imaginary mountain
(all the winters past howling)
as we, drenched in summer,
fall together and apart
again and again

and after,
when the glaciers have passed
and the flood is stilled in the dark room
the taste still sings on my lips--
I am curled around a golden drop,
you are curled around me,
and on the inobvious mountain the bees
collect summer for themselves
tasting of wildflowers and wind and water
rained on the slopes and tumbled
over rocks to the thousands of conclusions.

Had dinner the other night with a bunch of people--there were 13 of us in all, and we pretty much overwhelmed the Blue Onion Bistro. It was a lot of fun, though--met one new person, and got to hang out with a bunch of people I don't see nearly often enough.

I was exhausted afterwards, though. My social energy is really low at the moment, and it doesn't take a lot to tire me. I'm getting a little better, though.

I have lots of stuff to do, lots of stuff to catch up with. That's what this next week is for. tomorrow, I will plan, and I will take my car to see the insurance adjuster so the dent can get fixed. And then, the rest of the week, i will be virtuous, I will eat right, I will walk home from work, and i will get the rest of my freaking life in order.

Things I need to do include:

move a bunch of paperwork into the storage area
weed the garden and mulch
make a plan for replacing the madstop.org and annelon.net servers
do a map of my "ideal" network
finish up my chapbook
replace the keyboard on the firewall machine and finish setting that up
clean the house
do laundry
pay bills
modify my budget
go grocery shopping
reply to and file all of my personal email

...oof. okay, i have a lot of work that needs done.

Starting tomorrow.

Tonight, I will sleep.

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