amStrand hebdo: unquenchable fires

Wednesday th 10, 02.1999 (23h12) mittwoch, midweek, miércoles/mercredi/mercoleddi? -mercury day? woden/wotan's

day?)
Thursday-donnerstag: thunderday (jueves: jove's day...) vendredi- jour de venus? freitag- freeday? sonnabend-

sunday's eve- rainy days & mondays... time. time, time/see what's become of me/ while i lookd around/for my

possibilities...
(& th sky/is a hazy shade of winter) -is my life over before it's begun? i hear th crunch of approaching

wheels on th dirt road- nothing, nobody... no messages, no reply/no reply... what was it th white rabbit kept

saying? 'i'm late!'? 'i'm running late!'? time is short, pudgy, bald...tiene q ser la luna- it must be th

moon: selene is hidden tonight & hecate rampant spits dark madness over th land... closest to winter we come

in these latitudes is th february new moon, wild winds swirling as th cold fronts push south all th way from

hudson's bay... rumors th mercury went down to somewhere below forty degrees in maricao last week...

EXT.: SHIP SURROUNDED BY ICE FLOES -TWILIGHT two men- BARON VON FRANKENSTEIN & SHIP'S CAPTAIN-

gesture angrily, argumentatively, on deck while th whistling wind brings th mingled sound of a distant, but

fast approaching voice, singing tunelessly, off:
(TH MONSTER)
i found my way to winter
where my heart could make a home
my black blood will fuel th fire
my white flame will dance alone

sown up out of magic meat-
i am free! i sing & stroke!
how long am i yet to live?
i dream children out of smoke

reach yr skygod, mother earth
while i, yr only burning bush
rootless roll across yr face-
play my curse out, aimless push

...loof, d=(8{>