getting up early is the root of all evil
man, it just ruins the rest of my day
but I had to take a friend to the airport
came home and read two chapters of the latest book I’m reading
a lot of buddhist blabber jabber
the dogs chewed on sticks and rolled around in the dead leaves from autumn
fell asleep in the outdoor recliner
but not for long---leaf blowers, wannabe Charlie Mingus on his bass next door wake me
we go inside (me and the dogs)
they flop down on their dog beds
I flop down on my bed but can’t go to sleep--too tired
time is so mysterious, sometimes it flies and sometimes it crawls
and today it’s crawling on wounded knees
now it’s an afternoon of a medicine induced nap
a sickly color of pale yellow sunset on the shade
a long evening bearing down on me like a dragoon waving a saber
light headache requiring heavy dose of coffee
stare out the window at the cars passing by
no moon tonight, but I know you’re there
I just had to get away - any way
got into the van and drove until I was almost out of gas trying to clear my mind
into the wild and out of the wilder
imposing mountain; let me impose upon you this starry night
I’m wide awake now///guess I’ll talk to the stars
