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.
Bukowski,
scribbling away
in rooming houses.
A river always flowing.
I am the nightmare of stagnancy and a God of Imagination.
Saturday, November 24, 2007
Truth...
Having a hole in your sock sounds much better than having a sock in your hole.
But, is having a pie hole better than having a whole pie?
ReplyDeleteLove your blog! It made my day! Keep writing, I'll keep reading :) / Anna
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