crashing.

wood.
i got it.
y'got me?
oh, i know you do.
i need to be warm, neighbors.
i mean,
i'm only human, after all;
and for as warm-blooded and hot-headed,
and fire-spit spiteful as i may be,
my fingers and toes are pretty much totally benumbed,
because it's always colder inside the Folk Life & Liberty Fortress.
that's a thing.
i mean,
manual dexterity is a must if you're into touching....
and i'm alright with admitting that i crave contact,
and that feels are my favorite part.
oh, i know,
feeling and feeling and feelings,
the senseless and the sensible and the fifth sense or whatever.
as much as i may want to,
there's no point in putting my palms where they aren't wanted,
or with manhandling anything if i can't tell what's happening.
i've got lifelines and thumb-wars and pinky promises
all lined up for whatever comes next,
but it doesn't mean a damned thing if i can't close my fist around it
and hold onto what's here.
what?
yeah.
maybe that isn't exactly clear.
so?
the point is,
i got a lot of firewood delivered,
and it's gonna warm me twice an' that.
you know the routine.
check the teleport:

word.
cords, kids.
that's what's up.
good news,
the very instant it got delivered,
it got soaked under a storm of rainy daylong deluge.
lugubrious and waterlogged and totally saturated with hard styles.
*
what the F* is sleep?
hmm?
sleep is for weak wimpy mincey minky mashmouth diaperbabies.
i don't hang out with that sort of thing.
instead,
i'm up at all hours,
and i'm involved in actively acclimating myself to even longer nights,
and ever-more hardened styles.
except i never ever actually get all that used to it.
uh-huh.
that's real.
so instead i stay up as long as i can,
and maximize the minutes to make them matter more.
it's not easy,
but i guess it has to happen.
right?
my cold hands may mean a warm heart,
but i need a warm bed to make 'em worth a sh!t.
an empty bed is the coldest one,
and an empty hand can be a helping hand,
or it can be a wave goodbye.
it'll take more than mittens to save these days;
never quiet, never soft.....