Just realized: I
started this project a year
and four days ago.
With that, I’m not sure
what’s going to happen now.
Probably nothing.
Just realized: I
started this project a year
and four days ago.
With that, I’m not sure
what’s going to happen now.
Probably nothing.
The light in here is
so lovely; I think we all
might be ok soon.
Cyberspace is such
a tease, making me miss you
two more than before.
Hard work and hard play.
Here’s hoping the rest of my
life is like today.
Made it: a clean room,
blank verse, and an eighties-themed
movie marathon.
Wednesday
What if I sat down
in the middle of today
and refused to move?
Thursday
Tender today to
tiny lights, to tired eyes,
both mine and others’.
Liberal arts kids:
Rest in the rumination.
I’ll miss Rilke jokes.
From Penguin Classics Medieval English Verse
66 The Dragon
I’ll swallow you hu-
mans regardless, the lot—some
I might spare: some, not.
How many memories
must I stockpile to make
it through the next year?
Friday
What if every time
I had the urge to punch, or
bite, someone, I did?
Saturday
there is something else
starting a new a next a
kind slow discipline
