Rain most of the day – I managed to escape on the motorcycle for a short bit and ride about 30 miles or so.
did I mention I have a book published? Available on Amazon and Barnes and Noble?
Anyway, my city is being cleansed and the new trees and lawn are drinking deep the nutrients from the heavens and my cat wants to be let on the porch to storm watch.
My son is dutifully sleeping away now while I drink coffee at nine thirty-seven at night.
thought about this poem this morning as I struggled to knowingly get out of bed with my whole day in a twist with this rain.
it’s Thursday
woke up this morning and it was pouring rain, welcoming spring I slept in
late late. I had dreams that although I was married with a boy and my age,
I was naked in High School, but in dream I really didn’t care.
My older brother hit me in the head with a golf club,
while I was six, according to my mother,
broke open my skull,
according to the golf club.
Now I blame him for everything. like the instability.
– J. 03.11.10
the platitudes of willful resemblance 