21 april

a stable guest and host at most on the stock pot watched not in the bull run and the bare arms charmed by candelabra or those little lights in bags -- 

20 april

way off the base like a chased hyena and a scene you had to be to believe there like squared off dances in the last chances saloon mooning over the root beer and why it just won't float -- 

19 april

stay the course and pay the horseshoe crabcake overground underwire mired in the lid of a thousand opened jars too far off from the toast to jam it up

18 april

echo like a wrecking ball -- a cattle call and caramel flat white an extra hot grad night no sled led like the bid for a half-eaten laightrack and a halfstack of leftbehind notes

17 april

melting into unnecessary detail to flail along the strongarmed certainty of turpentine and flannel we can't handle without kidgloves and lost sheep and no peeps out of any chickens until the rest are hatched check-ins

16 april

like a maple syrup rigamarole bandstand with unplanned commercial breaks and mowing lawns with fairy cakes planted firmly in slid ground compounded by interest and splinters of fintech with principal investment to boot -- 

15 april

a birthday to home away from the outfield the inbound and the underground with a heydiddle fiddle and a pollywog jig

14 april

the playbill that's rung up has trumped cards and hung high like barrel decker underwebs and legs too loose for bent knees to spend three seconds too long for the wait

13 april

this is the way we're playing it out for now like doubts of cows with spotty reception and a single signal to put right although tightfisted and unlisted and broken at both ends -- the antilock knee socks too late to make amends -- 

12 april

though the lights on mean the day's gone backward while the night's come last in the blast-off disregard gunning hard for bronze and maybe a frothy pour of milk

11 april

puns like a stunner like a done runner and a misbegotten hand grenade fading from view as the truth takes off like a whopping cough boomerang and back again like so many backward glances

10 april

how full the moon that takes the cake that eases the ache we know before the score was cast was orchestrated last to first in the worst possible key with regrets that we couldn't find the lock

9 april

come down like lipcorner edges with the hedges mowed down and i'll mend no more fences though the defense is clearly walled

8 april

take care and fare well the bellmonger and dawnbringer treads easy while the peas in the pod go nod mode and nod off like a whooping cough of best regards turned hard and to the left behind -- 

7 april

keep the sleep and save the pace the reach the wonder the smile that's under the moon and soon enough the sun plays tough and hard to get but that's just it -- the dark is cooler anyway

6 april

what about the way the play ran out the doubts stacked up and the tip top tick tock tickertape parade handmade and overstayed like a welcome come poorly and an accidental shore leave we never could admit anyway

5 april

well and good and so up should stay like ice trays cubed and the rude news knowing better like prickly sweaters arranged in pairs and nevercare uninformed backward thinking uniforms we substitute for unicorns when none are left in stock

4 april

with an end near or as of yet unclear the start is two parts starch to one less fresh with the catch being the scale is leaning upward and falling fast fat lip like quips from a pen and left again to fend all for ourselves our healths and more than we had bargained for

3 april

room for discussion like a spoon and a muffin stepping away for tea but coming back three sheets to the crumb cake and dumb mistakes notwithstanding we'll sit out this bout and wait for the next fall

2 april

still and all the call is to the wild uncompiled index cards writ large and unconfirmed in squirming glamor with the lamp for a sun and the moon for a cue while the tune turns flat and the tunnel falls short

1 april

way full and uncool but the rule is no way out to win to sin upstream like a pipe dream blowing smoke up a holy oak and turning to swiss cheese --

31 march

a stuffed shirt can't hurt that half-forgotten hattrick or monolithic mind ticks tricking out the light elastic just a stretch to fetch a higher asking price and buying dinner to be nice though no one wants to think about dessert

30 march

scorched earth and torched majesty the travesty of bronze in the digital age waylaid by french style and quarter mile moguls up the halfway tree to noon --

29 march

to roll out and off and on but mostly over without through the prepositions listening too close for comfort while the mirror morphs enormous and the scale turns ratings off --

28 march

for the foreseeable inconceivable length of time unprecedented and unrelenting we've spent in uncertainty the terms we fee and service like a nervous twitch too shaky to spot a single bird --

27 march

carp the dam before the dundee deal goes down under torn downder by stereotypes and read rights straight on through to left 

26 march

with the stuffing knocked out we block doubt from a dozen places in unsung spaces and unsung disregard hard at work on the planets unrewinding --

25 march

keep the calm the cool the storm the rule the snark after dark and the long slow leap with the deep coming up and the dog having days with endless plays on repeat and on faster forward please

24 march

but up the hill is farther is breathless is wheezing street and defeat seems imminent innit and we cannot have come so low but to it seems and shower steams have little left to spare -- 

23 march

park the carport and start the cardboard with multicolored spectacles and rampant misdirection -- mind not the course correction but do carry on the doubt with the outfield hatter and the mad glad ragger fit to cut it up and pine to box straight through the derby --

22 march

what about the sandpaper the hourglass the chimney and the tea from that sideways magazine we'd all like to be seen in and seen to do without like scenes unsighted with no lights and no set unmet and cross-purposed like the last bag of flour on the shelf --

21 march

carp the dimes and chime the rhymes in productive chorus to fill the forest with trees and squeeze the lemon from the pepper changing spots like long forgotten leopards spelled wrong in a bee and forgotten by three out of four but what's more i'm the last

20 march

starched shirts and hurt feelings reeling from the scale of the concern earned bite by bit and outfitted with high-yield fields of duty of tour of scored more than a soccer match with no catch and all release while the feast goes on -- 

19 march

be healthier and bring the buckwheat defeat to an eggy fry with some surprise but mostly recognition of the human condition and its many common cycles we try through and buy new versions of when the others go flat

18 march

expanding in an arc that sinks into dark into loose sharps and rough edges with untrimmed hedges and a half-oiled suit -- unrefuted champion of the lower landslide and the governor of roadrunners and sneakers too to boot

17 mar

doublestuffed and overturned like unearned espionage tackling normal operations and knocking out the preparations so carefully arranged and maintained for hardly long enough to tough out eve the softer side while the other ride runs out of gas and the recycling gets mixed in with the trash -- 

16 march

touchdown the ground grinds up ambition and omits the missing pieces spit out when doubt is swallowed whole beyond control of reason of calories of disparities between hopes and reals --

15 march

but before i do true to the word party i turn hardly noticing to stone to sleep to slip away

14 march

as we catch our breath we hedge the bets we never meant to make -- eat the cake we never meant to take but also keep it coming as we numb our tongues in hopes of better taste

13 march

lucky on a friday wonderwhy day turns so fast to night so dark to light and back again a we trend toward continuity in perpetuity and upward but onboard the air's stored tightwise and undenied parallax bound to contract and also desist as we try to resist what's upcoming next and spreading the text across the page to deliver a roundabout message

12 march

as you wish we dish our desserts with worse the wear companies and open runs at the gate of late open wide with the teeth made to match

11 march

cart before horseplay the way we mean to tell but we spell our words incorrectly and fall directly through the floorboards where we've stored our mistakes under lakes of regret and we've met our guests at the boathouse that routes passengers to the far shore with much more than the baggage they packed and the mud that they tracked goes on like strongarmed sailors wailing after taxes and carbon dating their oldest memories with dependencies that breeze through the nevermind lanes

10 march

let's catch up and shake down the towncar limousine with inbetween seatbelts and mispronounced nouns off track and counteracting all indications and saving rations without the routed route that boots its best and passes tests on to some other fool

9 march

starch the hourglass and chart the horse of course the race and on the chase and even as the oddfellows turn home

8 march

like a cookie dart ragamuffin stuffed in with cream cheese and dirty breeze too full to challenge too dark to manage and a closed door policy to boot to south to east to feast on worry and turn the other brief

7 march

dark like an undercover dreamhorse well troused and underdressed -- no vest or cummerbund undone past something marvelous -- the carved wee bits of detail we can't fail to notice as we turn over again

6 march

up to the wheels in feel right runaround upside down and travel wild like a mild case of replacement restructure restore

5 march

runaround turndown service with the whirr twist of propeller compulsion and simple deductions like math like logic like clocks that keep more than time behind their impasse their faces while keeping races running and the dog having its day -- 

4 march

though to keep pushing would be overflow undergrown half shone in like a daybreak ziti plate and a tuna rye with half-surprised lettuce that never thought the camera would be one -- long gone is not far enough when the rough pitches an tent meant for discord but hoarding moral authority

3 march

like starch through an hourglass sticky as a riceball calling out for mango for tangled indecision and a company to boot the world order now and ever after like chlorine disaster flooding up and over down

2 march

This is the only way to play to save our day to turn the rain into something else like snow like health like propaganda and what comes after this is the way we roll our socks and tie the locks that bind us to our bagels our salads and tuneless ballads but singing the house that Jack built.

1 march

like a wave craving shore crashing more rounds than head crowns and tooth hurts like converts to a sugarfree trend though the ends need a trip and the sink needs a swim

29 february

leap ahead instead of slipping back of keeping track past the last go round with unfounded worries and ridiculous fits that bits of dust should knock over but still powering glowering anger to tangle the danger and blast it in a furnace too often unrehearsed and at play on and on -- 

28 february

where we are and were preferred to show up to grow luck in its own four square post bed haste garden party and a starter out for more than just a hand grenade

27 february

ready to jump to pump up the rope and hope against scenery that we can see our reflections in the collection plate -- a twist of fate that ties our thoughts in knots and leaves us on to boil -- 

26 february

can't tell why i fell out of step but i've kept track of the wrong count the right beat to greet offhand but demanding chances right and back the tact to know better but the sill still to melt

25 february

like an updown merrygoround spycraft giraffe with a side of horseradish candyfloss to toss the beans and spill the soup -- routes and bridges underway while all the nannygoats have their day

24 february

sleepier than slippery and slipshod ramrod rigmarole out of control and under the weather like heathergray chamomile with time for another cup -- 

23 february

where we stand and how we land are two different matters -- two darker batters scrambled in the same pan like demanding eggshells that can't tell their way across the road

22 february

just a quiet riot and no one else at home to comb the hare or the tortoiseshell eyeglasses -- straight fashion sensed with the nose but disposed to put away the rest with the cheese that turned and the dog that earned its way into some other kind of house -- 

21 february

catch and release the geese from the henhouse crossed cows and a barnyard squall catching all by surprise and rising out of the troughs to kick off the wonder plundering calories from gumdrop trees and candy lane address books -- 

20 february

hope your day is paved is saved like a wavy biscuit flour empowered to scowl backward down the track while the crack opens up and we all tumble in

19 february

too tall to be so short with anyone -- with telltale buns and hamburger menus and hotdog fields like dinner rolls beholden to olden time sand traditional rhymes aligned with quality expectations -- the league of nations and also excuses while feeling useless and fueling the nowhere-headed train of wrecks and expectations --

18 february

take the breath and let it go again -- a strand of care with hair twisted braidwild and unwound like underground impatience bubbling up to high enough light brigades to have lemonade made shade displayed in the pony club fairground picnic park stark raving like a price saving coupon for grace and indecision on collision courses among the horses that left their stakes in the barn

17 february

although not simultaneously we remain to see our days outstretched our minds out to catch a glimpse of limp through the whole way and mean as the scene goes dark as lancelot

16 february

like a friend to lend a dollar collared shirt white and bone dry while trying to stave off the later cough and the easy wheeze too breezy for forgiveness and no cleaner than the suit -- 

15 february

along the way we played the field and yielded opportunities for immunity at intermittent moments like donuts out of oil spoiling in uncertain shapes and gaping as the hole thing unravels and travels back to start once again -- 

14 february

all the chips down and ground roundtable decisions to a halt worth its salt in gold with oldfashioned cash on hand and time to make the bed although instead we go in a new direction like course correction

13 february

crushed mush fried inside an unrestrained brain untrained and unused to the truth of the matter scattered and awake to the breaking point and disjointed out of sorts

12 february

stop the pass to bounce to just make the best of a scene we saw before -- we clawed the shore beneath our nails to pull the ocean back and stack the waves against the wind -- 

11 february

but with no cheese we breeze by like blocks like clockheads with four arms and no legs the wiser to surprise her and his pairs while nowhere is the contrast more apparent than the shore thing lined up on the coast -- 

10 february

like a paisley duvet way out of shape but resting assured like wordy mouthfuls at a baked potato bar -- far enough for consideration but close enough for carbs

9 february

rapport or more likely a fumble of tumbles too flaky to make the grade and too wide to load in the rogue wave drawer stored up with the rickrack or wreckage unhinged by the fringes of speculation still in search of a destination -- 

8 february

where we left off is a scoff and a skip with a sideways drip of yesterday's caramel well into the sunset and well enough alone having grown warn and weary and bleary in tooth and long of jaw like a claw unclipped and a toe undipped in the cooler water of another shore

7 february

roll the dice and tip the mice cart before the apples start to fall and we call our seasons out of rhyme to chime the Alabama count and turn the rolling tide --

6 february

let us take our own turns and earn some new reward for scores unfounded and heads unpounded by moral dilemmas or sheet cake with crema-inspired frosting to be lost in like so many alligator swamplands as the dogs all have their tea --

5 february

too much of a dose for comatose reflection though the direction is clear is sound is well rounded and up to the right decimal -- 

4 february

delete the seat and see if they'll stand for it landed and gentry asunder with blundering bus and thundering herds having explored the savage reaches the internet teaches us about in hushed font like a burbling font of secrets that we get through the wall cracks when we sleep

3 february

wary the traveler and deep the sleep that meet on a cool night slipped like silver slides and merrygo rides back to the cobbler's bench apace and back in time for fruit

2 february

these are the endless gloats the chance remotes cannot have changed the channels deep enough to claim minds or end ties that bind the lines in the sand drawn under command of the red king the white queen and a jack rabbit in between two hopped up to know the difference

1 february

warm the scenes in between with kindness blind to self and open healthy channels paneled like wallpaper disregard and cards painted sweet with love and color words and butterfly surprise flowers calling out the quarters through a green and cloudy sky

31 january

make he cake and lake the brakes which is to say flood and all the other verbs in absurd uniform topical lifts and flavoring lifts and all the else we see --

30 january

where we find ourselves our shelves and counters spaced and paced like doublequick reptiles smiling long enough for you to get close -- lachrymose and hungry

29 january

where we care more is the door, that valve to halve in two the now and then -- 

28 january

if i had another cummerbund I'd mum the word and spill the beans but all the while in between i'd make another exit so my face could have its say and no one would ever hear it out

27 january

deep breath too shallow and the owls swoop low turn toes upside and beyond like a pond song with no lines and slant rhymes instead of headache powers but no sour grapes or vague mistakes in specific meter that might have mattered in some other time -- 

26 january

when the sleep comes up the words fall out and a troutstream diplomat is left to negotiate for a change of fate or maybe feta though it's getting better all along the waybill -- 

25 january

cram the scandanavian heartache with a cheesecake wand and a pond-hopping to go -- 

24 january

scan the banks and charge the ranks in overtime overdrive manalive and icing sugar -- whir the whisk and snap the crisps and leave us to our piece -- 

23 january

rag and bone tune and a gingery moon under gingham tings and the walls on fire: let us bury our tablecloths of whole broth and circumstance while danceward fools and parlementarians carry on and dawn the time of day until the gavel turns its back

22 january

where we left off is a toss-up a loving cup of overflow undertow trickledown histrionics and all the attendant miscreants searching for the house of your dreams

21 january

sleep through the deep futility of changewishing and nearmissing like it's not though we've got plenty more rope and the hope unsteady means breaded grains and fruited mains and so much leftover main course rigamarole there's no room for dessert -- 

20 january

where we speak our minds two times as twice as rice flour and cotton balls calling kettles black and flapjack superstars like tiny cars on a microtrack collapsing back to driver's ed thoughts instead like mapping out the right of way and turning left anyway for some extra credit

19 january

carry over the remainder and close the window so airflow won't catch its breath too far left behind while the time talks in ticks and the clock licks its lips and swallows afternoons whole with stolen hours and superpowers too spiced for niceties and too savory to hurry past when some repast might do us good -- as though we should be eating our solutions although yes of course we will --

18 january

take away the apple cake as forewarned is orchard is the rows and aisles of flavor styles and the chance to treat others with the grown touches and bit muches --

17 january

wait until the rive until wild-eyed stream means the train has changed the plate has saved its last to cash in for dessert

16 january

too many more stands to cake too late to take the scene off stilts too built to beat the flood or mud the mask and track the changes rearranging concepts from another shore -- 

15 january

up to the end we extend greetings, meeting the demands with an underhanded overbite and a white night wrapped in chocolate and the bit of ginger fantasy with no room left for cream

14 january

even as the odds play ever in your favor to savor the pastry made in razzledazzle style while the sun won't shine and the cat calls the tune --

12 january

met well like a rung bell hung fell swoops away from the main stage to remain caged with no ringer of its own to phone home with no voice and call out with no words -- unheard but still remembered -- 

11 january

long day the strong play acts and the scene retracts to convey the way the world turns with miles earned and all the fond between like meaningful bread and handshakes instead when the scale comes out though the route is clear and takeoff landing notwithstanding the salad runs its course -- 

10 january

where we left off to start is a part of the map i haven't seen in while haven't styled past with downcast words and the taste of applesauce in my hair -- there where the wind winds and the grape twines twist vines upward with herds of pterodactyls measuring protractors for accuracy and the way we want to be from some other angle -- 

9 january

where we go we find the time to align the goats and skip the ropes into foreign fields and high-yield tenancy with dependencies on remainders and rejoinders that loiter long into the night while lights and music be my guide and hide the older song with words too long for radio and patient enough for dinosaurs

8 january

care daring to swim against the crust and fuss sideways with no trays of ice sliced against the grain in remaining stages as the age is calculated and the wait is over -- cloverfield and commandants go off the page again -- 

7 january

start fresh and catch water to tread steadily onward underwater and wherewithal notwithstanding though glands in some other organ play up and we cup our hands to catch it all while stalling doubts and pitching outs and pinching hits not nerves --

6 january

where we started is returning to earn its place in the finish line well defined and rhymed in doubletime rhythm past the schism of a thousand worries hurried past the morning paper and straight on through to lunch

5 january

wear out the welcome high water or outer shell like well worn river stones groaning under the wait until october november and send her apologies for proper tea forgiven and the fork it left behind --

4 january

if you don't try anything you can't wonder why and how we do the blue sky version is hurting our chances to dance in an animated sense though we meant to do better and someday we will

3 january

various and incidental are the mental strengths of the candlewax relaxed across the tabletop -- the easy drops and sideways drips that slip so quickly from the flame to name a thousand seals and reveal the proclamation of a nation untied and fried over easy to please the sunny side and hide the ticket stubs

2 january

wary as a traveler unraveling uphill and overboard having stored up the rest but to sweeten the chill and a thrill in the wrong direction with a course correction well targeted -- how hard it is! to fend off distress and suit the rest with no sleep deep enough to flip the switch and pass the ditch without lying down in it honestly though sight of sea is memory worth evoking -- 

1 january 2020

move the way the river winds blows windy flows making waves to stave off confusion with the illusions of hope and the challenge of ballast tossed loose and fast like a castaway steamship eclipsed by the map that traps time and ends rhyme while the band plays off with instrumental cases and conditional replacements as the canaries mind the coals