Thursday, July 25, 2019


My mom and I are going to see MacBeth at Winedale in a few hours. We plan to eat at Teague's Tavern before . . .

Mom has been lying on bed, reading or nappin.

I drank hot coco, now I am havin Coffee.

I hear   2-Step  -  Low    - it is pretty nice, ssootthhee nn  mm  good  for   burning

bodies

I took 2 excedrin and an aleve [ Generics ]  Much to much

I think I will see Pat and Kit on Saturday. Magic The G

Mom bot tix for Once upon..... Holly wood  for Sunday,  with Kit Lorena

                      I'm sorry I am typing so lazily and oddly

I like my Liked Songs on Spotify

Night Vision - Tennis

I am almost Glad to be typing this Journal Thing

I feel too dumb

I lost sleep

watching/listening to  porn and stuff in my bed, from 2 am to 6 am. Sleep again to 8 or so.

Mom and I just talked about our substitute applications. I got an email from Kristen at BISD about completing references, so I emailed Jeff and Irma from APL, asking them to reply to BISD for my references.

Yea . . .

my life is still as insane as ever

but i think i am a lot more sane

but i still behave insanely every day

I commented to Michael Ewing yesterday about living on his land next spring, like a gay artist activist nature sustaining commune

or something

a tiny house and other tiny houses

sounds really nice and fun

and scary and hard

But I hope I do it all...


that's enuff

" Toning - Duet " - Steven Halpern et c.


I typed the folowing before the preceding  :


My right foot is the ping-pong table, left on the floor.

This tablet is on top of a Margarita set by the Cellar, Tim and Chelsea's stuff in the Den, atop the PP table, near the Dryer.

I just heard Objects by Big Theif

now , Mary Had a Little Band - Wheelchair Sports Camp , Felix Fast4ward

beauty

and children

then the Love of Particles, Space, Stars, Planets

and People

Colors, Tangible

Emotion

Justice for Your Self ,  your thought patterns ,  Glowing Up

Reaching Further to Our Best

Making Sense, in every sense, of every Good Word

The Good News

and

Unimaginable

Beauty

Perfection.


                         It Never Changes to Stop  -  The Books

Lost and Safe


Waste     or     Not  waste


How to Ease Pain

Make Pain Better

Make the Most


Trans Form   . .   Be  Come   More   God   .   .   . 




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