The Cosmic Pessimist and A Percolator In Paradise

heirloom hand hewn timbers, boards from a barn ready to collapse and not worth saving said the man while we watched a mother deer break her gaze, she turned her shoulder and walked toward the woods, her fawn looked at us a moment longer, and then followed, untreated steel, hardware, repurposed laboratory equipment, black curtains, sound and light (and their respective sources, states changed but never destroyed), chairs that must remain in the room, hydraulic lift with a faulty switch, dimensional lumber, water, diffusion screen, crickets, mist and smoke