Miss Direction '22

A wand that Holly would.. 
A cube-clown hat dark
Too farvaskew the head.

A false sun. Yes. the homonyms seim.
Worse, a Piper of promised Pie. 
Kubrick-phone metaphor the Monolith.


Oh all my friends want to "quit Facebook" now. Remove digital footprints. I mean once you do you can't come back. Takes commitment.

Is suburbia that bad, versus being the old Vermont lady in gollashes red and black checker stamp longcoat gray mountain day no electricity smell that cow what a fine day commitment.

If only someone to talk to.

PTO no

Vacations don't end, they get killed.

Executed sometime in the weekend night by the monotony of Monday's work said hour.

When They Don't Get It

Some sing. Some sculpt or paint. A poet weaves words to spear deep emotion or gust brushed away dust on duty in soul.

And with your blood we paint together a scrambling mess of pictures all over that white white wall...

And if not, maybe you still stop by at the bloody scene.

Dreams Ain't No Memories

Recliner dreams are always way better than bed ones. Last night, Grady barrel-ass ran right into me puppy train strong, the collision I could feel deep into my thigh, and I stroked his golden spine striding next to mine.

Bathed in light while body dark and drooling room at night.

Oh! To touch not a memory but share his living heart. To not recall but live, and run and run in sun.

Vampire Scan at Work

"Your glucose is up" says Miss Pin Prick biodegradable-metric percent off coupon some Health.

"Oh no" I yell. "Surrender!"

Crows in Dreams and Mom

I always feel cooerced a holiday to "remember" Mom today and that's just silly. You can't forget or miss presence that is part your pie the whole.

Mom would like that pun.

I don't have to remember her for each day she lives in me. In dialogue, in smiles and laughs and tears, or at a pretty beachtown brimming with caring people with open hearts and lots of interesting stories.

But yes the hugs and sound are terrible ghosts in maybe taunting  dreams. But those are the just crows on a sunny breezy day. They do fade and chirps return.

So happy Mother's Day Mom... let's go share the day.

Air Freshener

I love the trolling trend with barely not porn pic babes as inserts into heated flame wars.
An old industry board tactic. But it tells you something too.

Mainstream does not see the forest for a rearview mirror pendant shaped like a sweet zigzag cookie and smelling of chemical odor similar to pine.

Print the Moon

I think it all fell apart for us when the office printers turned into what was clearly the shared photocopier, and we just let that go ... absorbo techo printo presto all devoid protest.