grind

timemore @ 1.9.1
very fine, like yesterday
16.1 g beans finca, room temp
16.3 g yield
-0.3 g spares
= 16.0 g dose

sniff

brew

256.2 g purified water
poured by 1:30
spiral clockwise pours
in two batches of
the gooseneck (175g, then
remainder)
2:45 immersion,
4:00 total

on the news: artemis
mission to the far side
of the moon

taste

once more into the angine
de poitrine, a minute into
fabienk’s groovy jam,
let the first sip rip. its
been a while since these
two ears said, “come back”
two days in a row
to the same album.
its a strange charm,
a flirtation chasing the ridge
to loves summit, without
looking up. instead, gaze down

into the cup, peer into the mouth
of fortune, without asking
what’s next
as a post doc biologist
entering a bear cave
the body, at attention,
alert respect for the sheer face
of the cliff.
how long the fall,
how high the climb,
these enter the moment,
do not let the gyroscope
wobble just yet,
behold yet participate
in the sleepy adventure
of existence, let the gods
answer in their time,
but do not look away
except, close the eyes
and look, in silence
and ask
well

listening

5:57 utzp, from vol. ii by angine de poitrine

[musical phrase for guitar and bass, repeated 9x]

[play(i) for i in range(random.randint(2,5))]

lossy, equal tempered
projection of what
the ear sees
it is, is not; it
can be both in
fact it must, this
is, no no, no
normal guitar.

that major seventh pickaxe
mining rock ore from
the ear

remembering r.a.t.m.’s
minor ninth dagger,
killing in the name of

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