Thursday, September 30, 2010

Tuesday, September 28, 2010


I am floating in the air
like a puppet

No puppet floats in the air

Strings attached to balloons
float in the air

As do balloons, but before they do
they thank their strings

like puppets do on earth

If it weren’t for you, I would be in a
different place


My life would probably have
turned out much differently
if I didn’t adore jumping
in mud puddles, and all the time,
every waking minute of every day,
from the day I was born.

Thursday, September 09, 2010


Flowers give a gift to the Martinelli bottle like a stripper says TA DAH. Usually, the Martinelli bottle is just used to apple juice--Martinelli apple juice. Now it is filled with water and basil leaves and rosemary and hyacinths and that little purple flower with that name. It is a presentation of love, from those who do to those who will.

The Martinelli bottle doesn’t miss the Martinelli apple juice. If only we could all be that way. I mean, not miss a part of ourselves, it’s not a good thing to do. I know that I mentioned strippers, but forget that for now. Look at the bottle. Look at my gold. Filled with water and flowers. Look at the light. Another gift is this. I drink an apple a day.
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