Thursday, November 25, 2010

mccxcvii

I steal what I can care about
                            —Steve Carey

There’s a bit of ice on the deck
overlooking the pavilion.   I slip
gleefully.

Off the mountain it’s going to be
movies galore and a dancing date
with Rene who’s either French or
Spanish or both.

The weekend got progressive
(it’s already Tuesday).   Laptop’s
in a funk but muscles are fine.

From here we go there (maybe
we already talked about this?).

In point of fact, he’s Honduran
(nice, but too passive).

Next up, blah.   What you’ve
got here is a holding pattern.

What’s the internet
done for you, lately?