You’ll wear the top hat, I’ll wear the tie while sipping; On my hot dark brew.
garden-variety
I picked out a few bulbs, Carefully selecting each from the showroom floor, The perennials, because they stem from the narcissus clan. Looking longingly at the bright green sprouts, Standing tall at attention - ‘Look at me look at me’ How fitting, that they are my favorite, (These round orbs in my hands, I massage... Continue Reading →
day 69
I would be remiss if I didn’t post an update. Today of all days has actually been alright. I find that I need the gum less, and sometimes forget that I don’t have a piece in my mouth. Overall this is a good thing. Eventually I won’t write about it; however, this keeps me honest.... Continue Reading →
el gato de manos
Kitty, i love you But could you please release my Hands - I’d like to write. . . Ok, i guess not.
working for the weekend
Till the soil, toil under burdens; Push the rock up the hill. Serve the people, set the table proper; Rinse & repeat.
