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Wednesday, August 30, 2006

In the morning,
I want nothing more than

an empty calendar
as bare as white sheets

blank
and waiting

-- not in weekdays' early morning shower; please no
not there where that towel lay waiting

while last night's dreams
go down the drain --

just there burrowed in the sheets
That empty calendar waiting

for Me to happen
finally
in Pen.

-- http://veraleigh.blogpot.com



Chai drafting Red Brain
Bo's Coffee, 2006

Posted by inktrip at 1:32 PM