2026-02

starting yet another month after the first month
shifting all the in-words to keep things in good hands
hissing rather softly on the day of the snake
writing about the outlook of undergoing

laying out the groundwork of the grounded groundhog
seeing the shadow for six more weeks of winter
going back into the hollow to sleep some more
writing this short line for the one who made me shrug

hanging out in outlets and networks that mean well
calling to mind that their word for "death" sounds like "smart"
having great fun working with the "great word frameworks"
bearing down quickly on the rare spare time given

setting up shop away from the midstream networks
handling the word log these days with more willingness
putting through more givens into the great framework
bringing into play a few works of craft today

making groundwork for the late summer eastbound drive
setting forth today with newfound means to do work
steering away from a messed-up leader this week
having no hurdles when it comes to spending time

watching the ill words falling and feeling nothing
playing hooky now from a mainstream livelihood
taking forever but doing things with good care
forgetting the next line but putting it in here

breaking hard things down into more straightforward things
spending the forthcoming week with a will to strength
falling asleep in a wagon bound for the stead
climbing out soon after to head for the highlands

dreaming of a day when we can learn more smoothly
picking up patchwork sheets to make something more whole
knowing how so much can go so wrong so quickly
taking time to think and go through things with great care

putting in, putting through, putting out and stocking
going for the gold but yet not that kind of gold
turning a blind eye towards the mess in the games
thwarting way too many scams from the farspeaker

dragging this further into the dark and unknown
working straight without anything flowing inwards
holding the floods off while we work in the shelter
reading a handy way-finder to right this ship

looking up to the elder men for ways to live
swinging the watchful eyes from the new to the old
needing to make the old better, not shinier
shifting lines of sight from abroad to the inland

looking into the moods of all kinds of writings
taking a liking to being away from crowds
holding steadfast with this mindset of strength through craft
nesting lines with a hard meaning of rank and row

seeing things from another edge so as to build
finding "worth" in things that others might find "worthless"
knowing that their minds have become mashed earth apples
laughing and smiling as we ride into the night

brushing off this kind of day as an irksome drag
making a snapshot of all the snow and cold ice
finding worth in spots where others do not find worth
looking at the mindsets of the young from afar

holding the line by not writing this with workers
having mixed feelings about the day of the flag
thinking that we may have one more week of stillness
wondering if something will strike later this month

finding a missing line earlier on this month
making a quick fix to spare the later cringes
blazing a path and not caring who walks on it
riding out this rough time by making things with it

shifting into yet another year of the horse
blinking to find all those days and months and years gone
thinking back to the days of the red sheet holders
dreading the warmer weather when the bugs come out

making the best of the deep freeze to get things done
staying inside for most of the winter yeartide
becoming even more "fremd" as the tides flow on
marking time while having only the sun and moon

needing less time to make fully working software
giving myself more time to make things look better
seeing self-made software as a kind of framework
thinking of it as a shared commons for us all

shifting into the last days of the winter games
wondering about all this fuss about green men
nodding off into the noon at the end of week
getting another wind and staying wide awake

watching the metals stack up for some far-flung lands
wondering what will come after these winter games
seeing how a new set of games begins today
watching the ebb and flow of foreseen happenings

giving this a new way of writing some time soon (?)
letting all this slide slowly into the new path
making sense of it when we win and when we lose
finding unsung ways to have fun with much less

infixing a kind of hidden inward knowledge
jamming up the cool networks with line after line
keying in our words to understand them better
logging rows of truth on spreadsheets for webbed layouts

mixing some software into meaningful bundles
needing the daily news in a more restful way
outlaying the free and open wares of the world
wishing happy days with a wild "upbearing" pal

loathing something not out of fear but out of cringe
knowing full well that "they hate it since they ain't it"
finding that the smallest of hats come in big flasks
finding the house of groupthink filled with broken words

feeling the end coming with things getting flattened
marking how the new truths won't shift their minds a bit
knowing that a house of groupthink will become hell
letting ill clout hunters fall flat on their on-sights

worrying when they dare tell us not to worry
shifting through the stormy landscape of big word tools
lessening the will to put gold in anything
splitting belief in oneself into six layers

twisting the truth to make own truths a bit more true
having ways of thinking to keep out of harm's way
letting the frozen waters do their rightful work
ending this short frozen month with a wide eye smirk