justwrite 7 august

showing up to blow off to scoff to laugh at traffic i am imagining alternate endings lending credence to a universe undeserved underserved on the dessert tray making way for a hypothesis the apocalypse in diet soda the coda repeating all those minutes ago the way to go is forward the way to sew is in a straight line is a mapled dine up the tree like a squirrel like a whirl of activity like the dryer the heat the deep-seeded plantings ranting and raving and saving all the headlines for bread to define fine lines as botox appointment starters the to-hearters and the deserters never hurting for another slice of pineapple the box full and overflowing i am going to start again the lights are projected faster than the past could last the cash too intense for sensitivity the steady proclivity toward despondency without the use of cocoa and you know so many recipes for cup measurements a treasure sent without warning without metric storming up the sea salt in revolt for the holt edition and its online tradition weaving in and out of leaving town for the summer the bummers humming their way downtown around the corner and under a shoehorn imagining the coattree the tendency to create when there is nothing bluffing its way through invisionary eyes