sleepy thoughts

our apricot armpits & cinnamon teeth. oh women's bodies are mysterious.. don't you laugh now! bottles of lavender & longing. eye wrinkles, freckles, grey hairs, & gaps between your teeth: these could be possibly wonderful.

the interview

R: don't forget the present. you must be here. you must be now. you must not forget, but you cannot predict that you will never return.

Helper Family

i smelled oregano the other day & thought of you yet again..your sleepy head resting on the soft pillow next to mine.

i read a reference to "Hallelujah" & missed hearing your voice & hands take over the piano - mine in tandem.

i heard a patient, thoughtful voice that was not yours, knowing you were far across the country with your Lady.

i folded laundry from a dryer still warm which i knew you had considered a luxury for three months of our lives.

dear ones, you are well missed, but we will all be well.

all manner of things will be well.

you know.

reading..

..how i want to spend my time

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what do you want?

how do you pray?

what makes you get out of bed?

where do you go to cry?

how do you share love?

packing..

i have my green backpack stuffed to bursting.
it is full of warm & cold weather clothing.
it has a toothbrush & toothpaste.
i have only what i need.

i made enough bean burritos to last a lifetime.
..where's the beer?

no Chains.

now all i wait for is my Chariot.

onward

i know i wish to move forward.
i wish i knew how to move forward.

there is more to life than the past - there we learn, here we memorize, ahead we practice yet again & again.

there is much to hope for.