Sunday, December 22, 2013

mmliv

I think I’ll go to bed now.
Or soon.  “Keeping a journal
is something a younger writer
did.” (Douglas A. Martin)

Walking to the Chinese rest-
aurant on Geary between
Clay and Washington that
IS NO LONGER THERE?!?

For emphasis, pictures
from the party that took
place a week ago yester-
day.  “I wanted to keep

writing” and “More than
anything I wanted to keep
writing.”  What is my story
(another overused phrase)?

What I am wearing now?
Doing something danger-
ous for years.  Or at least
it feels dangerous.  New

words are like that.  To
make fresh things like
APPEARANCE and
SAYING THINGS ALOUD.

“And so I hustled.”  The
pair of blinders that I’ve
been wearing (like false
promises) and have loved

for years but can’t find
anymore.