Today I felt so verklempt. You know the feeling. Even if you’re not Scandinavian. I got an idea. I attached a set of rabbit ear antennas to my manual typewriter, just behind the platen where it wouldn’t interfere with the keys and by golly. What a difference it makes. I’ve got another idea. ƒ
Here’s what I want you to understand. Let’s see if I can make it clear. On a busy thoroughfare headed downhill the wrong way in traffic a city dump truck, one of the big ones, broke down. Loaded with dirt and brush, equipped with a hydraulic boom and a claw big enough to…
Let me cross the line. The one you drew for me out there somewhere. Way up ahead. Not the one you drew for others. Not their limits or their exploits. The one true line made for me with my name on it. Let me hit it running and run beyond way beyond a winner. ƒ
Today just a few moments ago I sat outside listening to the birds singing outside the way they do when summer is promised and spring is here and winter is gone. They sang together. Him and Her. Them together. Back and forth in ecstasy of their sort in the trees up high and I listened.…
You call my name and I hear my voice. You are the voice of love to me. The short sweet syllable of life. A message to arise and be alive. Thank you. For with you a moment and in that moment eternity. ƒ
I don’t want to do it. I weary of man made holographs. Images that aren’t really there. Like the past. Screw it. A parlor game. An interesting talking point, but nothing worth going back to live again and even if I could the message remains the same. The new time out ahead is far more…
A handful she picked off the ground. Burnished autumn crinkly and brown. “Leaves,” she cried ecstatically. “Look, leaves,” to her mother. Her father. Any one who’d care. She wanted the world to care, she cared so much. “Leaves,” as though she knew all about gold. I know about everything and I don’t care. All I…
If I had only known how long it would take to fall in love with you I would not have waited. I would have fallen straight away and fallen thrillingly without wanting to open the chute yet knowing if I did not it would all come to a sudden end. So I declare to you…
If I were a prisoner in a cell for crimes I committed or innocent of all charges and if the keys to the door were there inside with me on my side of the bars and if I did not take them and open the door and walk free I would be the worst prisoner.…
I wind the clocks. I need more time. Things run down. I wind the clocks. I set the hands to make it right. Time gets out of hand sometimes. I wind the clocks. I don’t know what the day will bring. The clocks don’t mind. They face the unknown stoically. Their hands empty to receive…
