Changes on the way
This takes longer than a day…
Five hogs is far too many
Garden full of junk
Take it as it is
Forget about it
When I cannot write
I write
i ca nn otw rite
There is nothing to
write about
when I cannot
write so I write
ican
no
twr
ite
when I can
garden full of junk
this takes longer than a day
forget about it
change is on the way
take it as it comes
five hogs is enough
when is day afternoons
go on and on
forever
Seven Books,
spider words,
snuffed snow
black candle.
A leeward window draft.
Please reprise the reprise.
Axminster Aztec
brick brown rug.
Time to go south,
flight to light.
Nice.
There to remain in sunshine nights.
Mornings open doors to lazuli
lapping the boulevard.
Coy smell of fish, cognac, and coffee.
Dogs yelp gulls off:
Jazzzzzzzzz…..
maybe tangelo looking up first thing see i want to fall in love eventually one day just to feel how it felt looking up first thing i see your pumpkin orange gloves
Grimbeau 