"Drooplets of raspberries"
and
"Parental love rather than condensation."
"He who learns must suffer and even in our sleep the pain we cannot forget falls drop by drop upon our heart and in our own despair, against our will, comes wisdom to us by the awful grace of God."
Wednesday, January 30, 2013
Sunday, January 20, 2013
Saturday, January 19, 2013
How
My unconscious roils in simultaneous
dream and nightmare.
Conscious self, unbidden, stacks, alphabetizes, squares,
measures, sums up and calculates an answer
by the end of the day the remainder is
increasingly outside the lines.
The truss in a heap by the bed
to be put back on the next day
by my own hands.
dream and nightmare.
Conscious self, unbidden, stacks, alphabetizes, squares,
measures, sums up and calculates an answer
by the end of the day the remainder is
increasingly outside the lines.
The truss in a heap by the bed
to be put back on the next day
by my own hands.
Thursday, January 17, 2013
A journey none the less
With the bike in lock down
it does not move relative
to the living room.
However the bike does move me forward
from
pre-dawn dark to light of
day.
it does not move relative
to the living room.
However the bike does move me forward
from
pre-dawn dark to light of
day.
Wednesday, January 16, 2013
Two cubes over
Don brings his recently heated lunch
of leftovers to his desk and the smell
urges me to go heat up my
lunch and eat.
Rice,chicken,black beans,chick peas,peas,corn and
one pork pot sticker.
(Ten minutes later)
Nice surprise, two pot stickers!
of leftovers to his desk and the smell
urges me to go heat up my
lunch and eat.
Rice,chicken,black beans,chick peas,peas,corn and
one pork pot sticker.
(Ten minutes later)
Nice surprise, two pot stickers!
Tuesday, January 15, 2013
Skunked
Once in cribbage and then again for real in the middle of the night.
The first was done laughing around a friends dining room table,
the second having been forced from my warm bed
standing in my front yard at 1:30 in the morning
wondering what the hell I am going to do.
The first was done laughing around a friends dining room table,
the second having been forced from my warm bed
standing in my front yard at 1:30 in the morning
wondering what the hell I am going to do.
Sunday, January 06, 2013
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