evidence of a good day

several recent dreams

1. I was a part of a family who, for reasons that were not clear, packed up a couple of pieces of clothing each, a couple of practical things (involving cooking) and one particularly beautiful side table. We did this all in secret - planned to set fire to the house and slip away.

2. Replacing the cuffs on my favorite sweatshirt. It started off by watching my hands using my seam ripper to remove the frayed ones.

3. I was swimming in the air above a shark. It is much harder to tread air.

so

I can't clean my kitchen (and it is trashed) because the first thing to do is empty the dishwasher and when I went to do that a few hours ago (I love to do it early in the morning) there was a dead mouse on the bottom of the dishwasher and to be honest, I am tired of being in charge of all the stuff (was hoping to have the most unpleasant thing today being to dismantle my bathroom sink drain) and I'm just not prepared to deal with a corpse (though I've done it enough that I am shaking the irrational terror that it will reanimate and somehow kill me).

Fantasy List of Thanksgiving Guests

The Animal Edition

Olivia
Beverly
Abbie
Ed
Neil

this morning unexpectedly

a pattern drawn on my bathroom counter 

decided to reserve freaking out

about what might have done it

(not even going to consider 

if it might mean something)
but those thoughts are going to catch up 

with me sooner or later

bummer

bed broke

dystopian dream

half naked
lost on a dirty city street
picked clothes from a trash can
thought I'd found shelter -
brief respite before I started
to travel again but rats
killed the canine companion
and I could not sleep

the wind blows

the flame flickers

ominous?

rainbow in my rear view mirror

ah co-workers

I think the banana is begging
to be baked into muffins


she leans close to it, begins to sing
the chiquita banana song and

we dance and laugh

no none knows

I killed a possum
with my car
the other night

(and was far too exhausted to be very upset)

like the fog you ate for breakfast

afternoons of
newspapers and
lazy sex will
fade away

when no one was looking

she turned to glass
so thin that she
shattered at the
first careless syllable
spoken in her direction

it is the season
autumn on rural highways
dodging woolly bears

unexpected gift at the end of my day

another lesson

No muffin cups
are better than
one muffin cup.

now I know how to name the other parking places at the grocery store

quaternary
quinary
senary
septenary
octonary
nonary
denary

the service of poultry

I swear I just heard
the man on the radio say
"retired World War II chicken." 

my yak poem - where's yours?

 

 

 

from a farmer in upper Nepal to his yak

 

mysterious beast

your wild cousins run

rapidly into extinction

while you plod these

difficult slopes and

I sleep on the skin

of your father

wise words from Marvalene

Remove the lamp
if you anticipate
jubilation.

note from a city poet

that old answer

"The dance is always danced
above the hollow place,
above the terrible abyss."

                -Ursula LeGuin

a partial Wednesday report

on the back of an envelope

's not snot

envelope from my boss

"There is a certain bleakness in finding hope
where one expected certainty."

--Ursula LeGuin

How to Insure You Get Flayed

Give away your vocabulary. 

Accidentally misplace the sharp truths.

Do not embrace the dignity of risk.

Skirt creation, love.

Keep Horace as commandment: educate or please.

Do nothing more. 






.

stand there and take it no matter what

cuz you’re a Clevelander and that’s what you do

stand in the face of the inevitable

taking it all in,

chuckling or guffawing

looking it in the eye

telling it the truth

(perhaps quietly or with a slightly raised voice;

and if it is really important, at the top of your lungs)

slapping it across the face

turning your back

You can hold back from the suffering of the world, you have free permission to do so and it is in accordance with your nature, but perhaps this very holding back is the one suffering that you could have avoided.

- Franz Kafka

OK, universe

I surrender!

we are everywhere

we are everywhere


we are women of an invisible age
a certain uncomfortable station

we appear for each other’s
desperate hours, reach out
a hand and our eyes

offer what we have
and what we don’t

WTF

this morning TheGoogle
asked me if I was
over 40 and single

the assholes!

then the weather underground
did the same god-damned thing

quick bread afternoon

Tom Petty and I made pumpkin loaf.
I handled the flour and the expressive eggs.
He handled the bad-ass singing and tried
to distract me by pouring too much milk
in the first batch and hiding the thawed
squash for the second. I was so flustered
by the time they went into the oven
that I left him alone in the house with the
baking loaves while I went to town.

first

"We love because it's the only true adventure."
- Nikki Giovanni

my dichotomy

old dog brush


the hillbilly and the scot
conspire inside of me

endeavor to remind me
be happy with what I have
no need to be uppity

some sin this morning
was called to account

and I held the evidence
in my hands - yet another old broken
hair brush (this from my handbag)

now I am left with just the one
the one in my bathroom drawer
the one I use every day before I bathe

the one that hurts like hell
sends metal spikes into my scalp
tearing the knots of my growing

cabbage

somehow makes me think
of a part of Cleveland that I could
always smell but never savor

PSA*important*PSA*important*PSA

Below is a destructive method of behavior to pursue!




She that made this knows all the cost.

it is already broken