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.
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WWLloydDoblerDo
Tonight's date...
was
so-so
love and like is flimsy
micro
alpha
radio
and
gamma rays
You're great,
LOVE(s)
you really are
but not
Today
and not
Tomorrow
Wednesday, January 06, 2016
Heterochromia iridum
My eyes are two different colors.
sorta
kinda
slightly
one used to be blue
one's dark brown
one's lighter
but through the years
the lighter eye is slowly overtaking the darker one
slightly
in tiny-slice-of-pie-pieces
so
I think
that before I die
that my eyes will be lightlight brown
before
my body's in the groundgroundground
and by then?
would I care?
and did you ever notice?
besides when the sun
would strike me
directly in my eye(s)?
sorta
kinda
slightly
one used to be blue
one's dark brown
one's lighter
but through the years
the lighter eye is slowly overtaking the darker one
slightly
in tiny-slice-of-pie-pieces
so
I think
that before I die
that my eyes will be lightlight brown
before
my body's in the groundgroundground
and by then?
would I care?
and did you ever notice?
besides when the sun
would strike me
directly in my eye(s)?
Monday, January 04, 2016
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