Friday, June 26, 2009
justwrite 26 june
when we think of the times that make us smile we style our whiled-away hours after the fashion of elastic ready to stretch back to our minds to our arms no harm in extending the present in making a future of the past yes elastic yes the trash will go out but recycling is hiking its way to the top of the circle by which i mean there is no top and the drop is in a bucket and the one that stuck it under the air conditioner had another drip coming since the machine's been humming since ten this morning but no warning of any moisture to rejoice over no spilling no cups running over any race space just chasing the lacing tighter and when i wake up tomorrow i will tell you a plan and i will scan the radio dial to tune in the stations one at a time the words the images and any assorted memorabilia this is what i'm thinking and i'm drinking in the mango freeze that is my mouth and a tongue south on flavor savoring the sweet though it be not tea there is joy for me in the closeness of a blueberry shared compared to a summer's day and lovely indeed and white-haired beyond compare the stare of a thousand sharks in the dark going what what and the but being shuffled in a conjunction leading to contrast but will it last past the page or will another conjunction be shunted in to take its place and yet for so
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