thursday the thirteenth:
home, day off, doing odd bits,
goofing off, my life.
the sun creeps under
the edge of the pulled down shade
saying – lighten up.
the edge of ideas,
growing close but not quite there;
I sit still and wait
thursday the thirteenth:
home, day off, doing odd bits,
goofing off, my life.
the sun creeps under
the edge of the pulled down shade
saying – lighten up.
the edge of ideas,
growing close but not quite there;
I sit still and wait
It is astonishing how elements which seem insoluble become soluble when someone listens. How confusions which seem irremediable turn into relatively clear flowing streams when one is heard.
