Day: July 12, 2024

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On the road, I hitch-hiked up a mountain, only to spill my chili at a local tavern.

Across the Great Plains, I wandered and I wondered, where are the buffaloes?

On my desk, with a sweaty hand, I gripped a charcoal pencil. Never had I stooped so low.

On top of an iceberg, I drifted for many miles, laughing at the prospect of having a spaghetti dinner that night.

Is there a function waiting for me at the conjunction of two taxis and one ice cream cone dripping all over my shirt?

Clinging to my last ounce of dignity, I slowed down when the traffic light turned yellow.

Across the table from me, Madonna spoke in Japanese. Do you like sushi? I asked. She shook her head. So, why not? Too much sodium, she said. I wasn’t sure how accurate that was, so I just nodded and moved on.

Notion

Looking at the stars from quite afar,

I lounge in my PJs and count the work days,

And hope to grace I don’t lose my face,

Following rockets into outer space.

Can you embrace the logic?

Or have I lost my locket?

Coasting across the Indian Ocean,

I feel myself reflex to the bubbling potion.

Is there an answer, or an ending,

To this notion?

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Today I jumped up on a ray of sunshine and surfed across outer space into another galaxy where I found two furry green creatures who drove a spaceship with their noses.

In the evening, the salt and pepper of the day settles down to season my memories of all that has happened.

Floating down a river on an inner tube, my teeth came out and fell to the bottom.

Bellbottom blues bellow bluesfully down the street at the Bradfordville Blues Club.