Counting. Tip. Sip. What– Don’t tell. I’m a Zinfandel. Writing to boredom. 1/7/14
Month: January 2014
Repeat, that’s what’s safe A pattern’s the life of your life Can’t you tell Don’t you want a […]
Reverse roll, Math crash, Oh no, Sit down, Take a breath, Let self rest– Introductory coffee break to […]
Slow tortoise, or sliding mud– Rolling hill masses, me this morning What establishes the days theme– all I […]
Another yes Because its mandatory It’s responsible That’s what’s expected The real world’s engine, at starting line Are […]
Relish what I can, below a tree, I think it’s old, hard to measure it’s tenure– maybe it’s […]
Done with another thousand. And after this entry, I’m assured to continue. As I’m on quite the roll, […]
Love this café. Surely my most anchoring, centering writing spot. Today, especially busy. But I shouldn’t be writing […]
grocery store. deadly. Life. Blocked Carnivor fest, fast. Feast: Block I have to eat We all do We […]