haven't completely forgotten about my blog but, like my poetry, I seem to start a line or two then the only appropriate next line is an empty space
not sure how this started but it seems to be plenty affecting
and it may coincide with my own dating scene, not being completely able to speak up/say it/give my point of view.
i spent more of the day cleaning up the house, getting rid of old stuff, recycling. now i watch the banana trees wisp across the living room windows, giving the illusion that it's fresh outside and, for some unexplained reason, hot in the house.
heading for bed.
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