more than i meant to say words in the way of sense and also to mention the sky is full of awe
missed the moon for a headache and traded the rain for a song
long after crickets spoon thick sounds from the dark trees we will feed on berries and cream
too far beyond the season we freeze our ears and hear only alternating notes
boats on a nearer shore with oars too short to reach
we teach our parents well with accidental comeuppance
tuppance a song and leftover lines to chorus
implore us to leave off and we pull over
stoves too hot for salaries and meals too cheesy for cows
we are now where then is hard to tell a liberty belle of the basket ball
call me when you're ready and the boat's about to sink
i will think through all the neverminds and hold my breath for good
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While this blog's original purpose was to keep myself honest in my practice of doing daily justwrites-- 10-minute freewrites from some unusual starting points-- it has meandered to occasionally include other sorts of writing, to address other goals, and to even include other authors. Now, its main function is as a sort of verbal/ thought outcropping in public view. These are not polished pieces, and most are completely rough drafts. As some pieces may be developed through revision, your comments are most appreciated.
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