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Blossoming?

Today I was freaking out about money and being a little worried that my job wouldn’t want to rehire me after all. Then a man knocked apon my door with three beautiful mauve roses and said, “Someone likes you.”

They were from my work for my third year of service, even though I am laid off right now.

Today in meditation as I attempted to clear my mind I visualized empty space. A bubble floated through that space and I allowed it to remain. Then a comet came wriggling straight down in a very spermlike manner to meet the bubble. The bubble burst in a huge explosion of stars. It was neat.

Later in the day I saw a cloud shaped just like the spermy thing as if it were swimming straight downwards. This was a strange shape for a cloud to be.

Hmmm.

rusty

images swim, squall, writhe behind my eyes

and

refuse to manifest clearly by my hand

disconnected clumsy jumbly lines

a childish scrawl

and nonsense besides

it falls flat

but better that

than let the pen lay idle

Huzzah!

Look everyone! I have a new blog! Is it possible to centralize all my opinionated musings, songs, poems, recipes etc. into this one fabulous site that even had exactly the theme I would have spent hours painstakingly designing all ready for me? I dunno! Stay tuned to find out.

I began my favorite blog past with haiku. I write haiku when I can’t think of anything else to write. Here is one now.

morning, cottonhead

spear sharp sun ray penetrates

wake! rise! think! Begin.