08 30

                                                                                                got milk. allaluia.

08 29

day by day. oh dear lord, three things i pray.

she didn't know i was writing a book for Frankie. did she.

it's a square mug of java today; not his, not yours.
crisp back-to-school air greets this slept poot, dizzy frame, ringing ears,
but sanity will return in this trembling heart. sanity will return.

three things that come back not. erase and backspace.
it's all alice in wonderland; it's not all wonder; but once you stop falling,
you might as well be dead. keep falling poots, in between your juxtapositions
of quiet time; the three rest periods; there was always room for more.
so in fact, one can say, you never stopped falling, even when you did.

08 28

  four twenty four pm.

  can i stay, by your side.

i shall call the pebble dare.

By My Side (Godspell)