August 2012 – Page 3

at culinary school today, I’m taught to make a pudding thick — but I’m lost in thought — I wonder where my puddy is

get them while they’re hot — what- ever is the styx is oneday stale — still, I want to read the foggy news thru my glass eye — ( I’m sure I’ve left it in the can but only find the classifieds ) so, I’ll turn the tv on — a rerun of Gunsmoke —Continue reading

eight to eight — I’ll be late for lunch at one or was it two, I cannot find a taxi stand, the road’s too rutted for the bus, I trace the lane the farmhouse of for winged shoes & find but one, I’ll have to bike it, sure it’s flat, so I’ll hike it —Continue reading

why haven’t I feng shui enough, to move the fridge right now, you know, it inter rupts the room, the flow of it, anyway it’s on a boat, further out, near Greenland

I’ve said the absence now & then & yet I met again that can — what to do skyblue with you — but spin around & take it back & dig a hole & still it’s there matter & no matter