I am Jane Goodall's Tanzanian monkeys typing about bananas.
My fingers are Santa's little helpers.
My hope is a sporadic rainfall - yet a torrential downpour in all creative environments.
I am Theseus, unspooling golden yarn.
Sisyphus, sweating uphill.
in rooming houses.
A river always flowing.
I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Monday, January 04, 2016
So Much 2...
and 2 little time
let's not make this a habit
let's not make this a thing again
2night lets pledge or
make a loose promise
2 write more about
what 1 wants
what EYE want
before everything goes away forever