she tells me to take it one day at a time, and

if that causes me to short circuit, take it 

one log at a time. i feel as if i have become

a five-legged beetle rather than a resting 

camper, navigating fallen trunks with a 

feeble touch and a half inch gait. some days

feeling full of life makes me feel lifeless. 

take it one log at a time, she says. i nod.

one log. as an android i wish some logs

could still be none. pepper some zeros in 

between those full digits. binary symbols 

make the mind feel at ease, the legs feel

numb; makes the wood roll over and squish

my fingertip back like a maggoted plum.