Like trying to use
your tongue as a lint brush, you
wake up fuzzy-mouthed.
Sleeping on the plane
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Like trying to use
your tongue as a lint brush, you
wake up fuzzy-mouthed.
Category Archives: detritus
Packing for vacation
separating the
non-essential from the much
needed is painful.
Clean sweep
My spare bedroom holds
many possibilities
under all that junk.
Otherworlds
Viriconium,
Gormenghast, Majipoor. Dark
journeys. Twisted dreams.
Unproductive
Inertia roosting
inside me like a hen un-
willing to lay eggs.
Feeling fat
Going to New York
to be on TV. Need new
clothes. A tent would work.
A little obsessed
I keep coming to
post like a lover checking
for text messages.
Meditative mind
Silence erases
thoughts and stress like dry markers
wiped clean from white boards.
Starving writer
I really should start
dinner. But husband’s gone, so
I’ll just blog and starve.
Regret
A blowtorch melting
a block of ice from within,
pain made transparent.
a haiku a day 