justwrite 9 may

turning the page of my next book i'm looking forward to the characters and the space in between where they'll find the mirror isn't quite as terrible as once regarded there are concerns they will be pleased to walk out to talk about in the warmth of grass and bugbites are inevitable but there will also be pancakes this is plain language i mean to say what i mean i want there to be lemonade the kind from that pretzel place that tastes so real even though it can't be but it's not that kind that's so fake from dispensers at fast food places that pretends to be better than soda but it's not and we all know and when i write like this i feel embarrassed but that's the idea to let it happen as it goes and as it flows shows up through my fingers i think i write better when i write by hand first and then type but in these modern times new roman we're looking to save something like gladiators or something equating more accurately in other words the font to recall the joke the sans serif and walking into a bar we don't serve your type and the laughs graphed on a scale of red and blue lean toward the liberal the forgivable quotient mixing up what you might imagine by way of sound would turn out to be a potion but is actually an omelet in the making faking all the peppers and onions and relying mostly on cheese which is what most of us do anyway as we often say waiting for the mail to dry and the laundry to come in off the line