mmmmdcii

More Colours (xlix)

wasn’t gonna say it, but
i did.
lesser actions have caused me greater
dilemmas. but we all know i’m a

human dumdum. is that
understated or am i? trick question,
chump. what do i
know, though?
look at me, sitting here most
every night, spilling
buckets full of words. or
else i’m listening to them. semi-content. or
reading them aloud in near darkness (i.e., w/o my glasses)
reed moor pottery!
yep.  (but only if you wanna)

mmmmdci

More Colours (xlviii)

here is
a little story i woke up this morning wanting to tell you, my
love. there was this kid, you see, who
fell out of a tree.
-
actually there are three stories i woke up
needing to relay to you,
dear. the first one is, please know, i’m
-
here. the second one, about that kid falling from
a peach tree nestled amongst three apple trees. that
little boy climbed right back up, never broke any bones, even to this day.
finally, there’s the story about our future.