Tuesday, February 21, 2012


A heart beat is a unit of measure like an ice cube
                                                         —Kit Robinson

I say we’re quite a perfect pair.  A peach of a pear
(and he laughs).  I ask if he’ll draw raindrops all over
the umbrella (in the future he gets up from his desk
in the kitchen and walks into the living room).  I
finish a giant cake and ask for more raindrops.