January 23, 2010

3 02 2010

Who knew about divorce?

who knew about the problems beneath the problems?

It is a secret to myself when I reveal…

oh, that’s happened to me





January 22, 2010

3 02 2010

Every 2 catches up

and swirls into my life

stomach’s bad

stomach’s good

mood is bad 

mood is good

They are gone, now they’re back

and then it happens like that





January 21, 2010

3 02 2010

She doesn’t remember back

cleaning rooms

I care about people

on t.v. too





January 20, 2010

3 02 2010

If there were a bowling alley at home

you’d never need to go out

I’d like that since I love the home

but the sharp winter would never touch my face





January 19, 2010

3 02 2010

It is not surprising that this day 

marks a loss of creativity

my drooping eyes follow little face to little face

until I get home





January 18, 2010

18 01 2010

Already tired

good, I know

a bubble under my skin

and in the wire

and I can’t control it all





January 17, 2010

18 01 2010

Returned to clean and cook

Wish I had read more

A feeling that never goes away

but that’s okay

maybe I’ll build instead





January 16, 2010

18 01 2010

Lastly comes some haircuts

the right before I leave for this adventure

and the glasses feel right





January 15, 2010

18 01 2010

I am too old for this

but old has nothing to do with it

I’m just finished and the fun is so little

that I can barely see it





January 14, 2010

18 01 2010

funny with the corn

popped and with butter covering

laughing now with her