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Stages of Adaptation

Stages of Adaptation



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Published by Matthew Preston

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Published by: Matthew Preston on Jun 20, 2010
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Stages of AdaptationI.The subtle joy of opening personally address mail.The dry mountain air down my bald and dripping head,dogs jumping, spinning, sticks and beautiful women.She says her name is Allie.I tell her I lost mine on the way here,thought I had it figured out, but backpacksand May snow on a Florida born head can senda man to a place of questioning--I tell her.As if it could make any sense to her,outside my eyes looking in.II.The other side of this journeyis that things don't have to be hard at all: Writing songs and smoking pot,prescribed pot, medical marijuana,a whole town laughing in the faceof federal dictation. Third-class drivingcitizens, well connected-homeless men withcell-phones and giant smiles.Blues travelers, gypsys, the man whostares east down Pearl all day with nodesire to stretch, the caveman-men disheveledand confused. So I stumble from the coffeeshop to the brewery and waste away four hourhikes and sore calves. Give me the newly tappedbrew, whichever it is, I know it'll be good and thatI'll stumble outta here three hours from now happyand fit and damned sure this is exactly how I pictured it,but better.III.Quick dash meetings of fast lips andstoic eyes, comfortability is what we're allreally looking for, spattering jib-jabber quicklylooking for wedding rings or hesitation,so how can one be so comfortable in the presenceof someone leaving, long hugs with pauses of retrospection, questioning our true intent we pause.I take a puff of cigarette and watch a lone pine needlefall comfortably into her hair. Lucky damned pine needle.I watch her pack up and take off. Smiling, playing my guitarlike this song will go on for eternity and then she'll be back

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