gratitude

ink on my white coat
sleep and numbness and
legs and tears that puff the eyes -
vegetables, credit, tea,
and new boots - 
voices counting relentlessly
in my head, the first hint
of it - those dreams that come to
pass - of course
the diligence to keep
the cat litter clean-
soap, soup, discipline, punishment
and especially nakedness
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could you look through the window and find me
could we sit in the same room

could we manage to smile
i wonder
i wonder if you still smoke
if your collection of hearts has grown
if we could ever...

maybe never
yet i wonder
would we ever....

yes i am thinking of you
but then again I always do...

and you can run away

dreaming where
the magnolias
lay

but i will keep my flower
my coffee, my cigarette

and not one
single regret.

dearest poetry, written by the best of men ( Read more... )

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to the one and only, michele, my bell:

saturday night was hard enough. dan leaving and all, and what i want you to know, michele.. is that
i couldn't have made it without you.

so thank you times infinate. love you....

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the daily grind goes as such ( Read more... )

To Chenna Chenna Chenna!
We will tango Maureen until it kills us,
(check 1,2,3)

the illustrious Kurt Vonnegut production is smashingly
smashing, (big ups to boonopolis and chi-town..)

i am with bated breath
counting the seconds until friday.....

we have way to much fun.
tone tone toni is at it again.
saloon saturday afterparty's soon to be a big hit.

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I went out that morning to buy a strawberry cheesecake for chelsee ( Read more... )