Category: Poems

I wrote this phrase the other day, not sure if I was quoting or where I came up with it, and I meant it in a negative way, but upon flashing by it again...

The new software makes me happy. It has something to do with building something. I am SO TENTATIVE. Tentative fingers and tentative toes, letting go, moving move-aling move-along. I want to write about everything....

what I think I want to do and what I actually want to do what I’m scheduled to do and what I’m actually going to do what I’m uncomfortable doing and what I’m supposed...

at the end of the day nothing to say at the end of the day nothing to say at the end of the day nothing to say Take a look at this – failure?...

resting in a slice of time a small slice loaded with sticky fruit and oozing juice She is appalling and appalled Many many mercuries ago heaven could not bear to       explain now she is...

a huge amount of imaginative power has gone into building software applications and designing the structures of data * saving a “sneeze” to the database * there are no dharma talks in civic life...

every syllable blown away like kites in enthusiastic wind