fool moon

You with your lunar cycle
Turning, sand into the world
Burning to glass, rushing
And Tumbling, Hurrying
With Hare, ever Resourceful
Yearning.

9-12-11

Depression is stasis.  I don't feel like working (in or out).  I feel like falling down the lonely left; loser that I am.  If I feel this way after a round, then I will go and do what I feel is my calling.
I gave a stripper a 20 and she got mad at me.  Perhaps she thought I wanted more than just to watch her dance.  She did not realize that money means little to me.  Perhaps I did want to get to know her.  I think she called herself 'Destiny'.  She worked out and had muscles.  I thought she was attractive
The world rolls over me with a steam roller flattening me out.  So cars can drive over me.  I am impotent.  My anger is an importance.  I steals in and possesses me, then leaves.  I am helpless.  I am no savior; I am nobody.
To be or not to be..........If I am nothing, it is no crime to take my leave of this place, where fuck is dirty but kill is OK.  will I stall further or else.  It is fear that keeps me here.

Teachers

Mrs. O'Connor read a story to the second grade class:  Tal- and his Adventures in Noom-Zar-Noom" by Paul Fenimore Cooper.  (I found it in a library even though it is long out-of-print).  She was a nice woman, quiet and soft spoken:  one of my favorite teachers.  Her husband was a science teacher, and we did neat things like grow alum crystals and one time he did a demonstration that got our attention.  Corn starch when it is sitting in a pile is not very flammable, but blow on that pile in a can (through a rubber tube) with a candle inside a well, a you can get quite a big ball of flame.
     The O'Connors ran a summer camp.  We would make pot-holders, weave baskets, pound copper into ash trays (which I still have).  They made a drink, which I loved, they called it Okies Punch (grape juice and ginger ale).  I was so lucky to have known them:   a wonderful couple of teachers.

Life Lesson #4

"prayer was not about manipulation to gain an advantage, under any circumstances, but rather a conversation within that led to insight."  Peter Gwillim Kreitter

for Matt and Trey

Smug Smaug
Drifting Down
All around
Chalking
Me-------------------------
when I go out
Perhaps I take it all
Wrong
A Song with many voices
a Chorus
helps fill out the Song

for Holger Czukay

Catch and Release
The little fish
That Could
I think
I Can
I think
I Can

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Rather than walking
a road, a highway
Walk a Path
1 fish
feeds
many
through
story