justwrite 2 march

let’s talk about priorities let’s sort out from these some of lesser claims the fame is nothing but the waning moon is wanting soon to have more to explore in the night there are bright lights and big cities and large dogs and small kitties but that has nothing to do with where I’m going what I’m doing tomorrow and three days from now the cows will come home fast asleep and little boy blue will stick in his thumb and pull out a candlestick diddle diddle dumpling over the hills and far away and quack back come the ducks and the luck doesn’t run out but sometimes it jogs or skips a little there are bits in the middle but the outside is unclear there are fears but they are not worth saying out loud this is what I should be learning this is what makes up what I’m earning we are burning midnight oilcloths and counting our losses in cheese we are freezing our ears and calming our eyes with surprise invitations that have already been accepted on your very own behalf and you can do nothing but laugh and pass the carafe to a nearby giraffe who appreciates the gesture but simply nods it along the line the circle or finely twined marmalade smiles the kisses in style the wild children who don’t have to worry the furious alarm clock the translation exercises the surprises when you realize where your calendar went and you thank the person who sent you the clue so you could find it rewind it and set it back a few hours more just to find out what’s in store when your eyes close early