 Wednesday, March 09, 2005
purblind joy at an unexpected half-day earned at the elbow of late-night overtime Jack pulls rank dismissively buries me till midnight but foals a day off! the day’s middle-hours exploited her middle-thighs wondrous to behold or hold whichever comes first. the sky the shade of blue-white the sun still regnant Burbank on the radio accompanied by Pogues and the scent of laundry in the middle-distance. The maples are budding and I hear birds I can’t recall-- things are happenin’ jack! • • • • •
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