After the (cult)ural enforcer left

8/30/2022 Aren't we grand creatures?

Yesterday — received a letter from The City — threatening fines — legal action — banishment — public flogging — if I didn’t cut the grass below 10’’ by today

My first instinct was to accuse the unseen city inspector of being a chronic fisherman or habitually lonely — but I knew it was going to happen — I wanted to see what would grow in the front segment of our yard if I let it be wild

And I knew the local Petty Tyrants would see the lack of lawn as reflecting badly on their acculturation — The climate change denying — ecological disaster — modern American culture is

This morning I decided to sit in the cemetery before the heat peaked and the humidity fulfilled its promise — this is the view from beneath the tree

Across the street — there is a lawn — mostly moss — but that’s a whole other city — it’s hard to remember — for all of us — it doesn’t have to be this way — nor was it always

My current theory — is all of our neat lawns make it easier to forget all the bones buried to construct this oligarch playground

My daughter was wearing spider web leggings getting ready for her first year of art school — and I thought of This Mortal Coil — is the perfect reflection of peak of Goth culture

GIFS BEYOND (HERE)

A random thought from grass cutting — the 80s (just my awakening era — nothing precious) could not have happened with smartphones — their glassine shards imposing a lawn above the lawn

Love is the law — love under will is the whole of the law — Aleister Crowley

Tracy is doing a bit better, I’m still negative — Only Don’t Know!

Much love,

Con/Jur/d, 8/30/2022