mon h

Wish you slept longer
Sickness shortened reunion
Lay down, water cleans

i am so tired
whole day of waiting inside
the grey river rush.

sunday haiku

Long sleep noon wake up
Staten island walk, rising
Lots of food and drink!

Wine every day
Call 112 (mom's advice)
One more day for pals

saturday

Music is next door
dosa and off to redhook
photos friends puppy

Breath sweetly sour
We will find our way (we must)
"Suzanne" "Marianne"

friday

grey morning rain falls
mid-day poems, birthday friend pile
sausage music plays

wake up to wander
icey water road- go to
city for Beach House

thursday

Found blood oranges
Had the tickets all along
Secretly listen

what can I do, make
for someone who has no legs
world should be better

mid week haiku

Morning brought quiet
Bring kinetic noise to rest
Did she recall me?

mind what you eat and
take vitamins, exercise
better stick to it!

Tuesday bluesday

do damage, do worst
inversions and credit cards
still so cold outside

Jealous, gloomy day
Everything off, nervous mess
All over nothing

president's day haiku monday

beautiful room world.
mix ingredients: corn bread.
keep purpose all days.

Sleep for half the day
Snow again, cook, silly girl
Truth is good to hear

sunday haiku

cutting, bitter cold
try to fold in half, body
lonely this and that

Morning real estate
No time, late as usual
Haircuts and farewells

sat

trying to plan and
feel the sun from behind clouds,
stay motivated

Afternoon light shines
Snow flakes fall between buildings
Dancing, then bad news

fri

Fire on the roof
Dreamt all day of seashell teeth
Brown paper on light

big open fields, cool rain
expanses to fill beauty
daydream of homesteads

thursday

In school scraping tape
Petting the rattus rattus
Empty beach houses

remember i moved
to know all the seasons and
understand the wind.

wednesday sighcoo

Someone's life or death
Bidding for joshua tree
Not a life, just breath

surgery removes
one eye and hopefully pain
imagine her sight

tuesday

think about my friends
turn to johnny panic and
the bible of dreams

tucked in seaside cliffs
seashell teeth, monasteries
clean on hands and knees

monday

waking to a dream
gusts of wind, sun, melting snow
just barely made it

thirsty all day, gulp
on some kind of edge, ahhem
small aches and pains, ouch

date with dr. dog
so i don't feel sad myself
while great wind carries on.

sunday haiku

fly kite on the roof
let it grow, let it last, please
eyes open, hold hand

no mercy yoga.
dry throat. over the mt
to disappointment

saturday

Fingers like seashells
Plasitic tubes, tears, snowflakes fall
Hold tight, say goodbye

i've never met you
i've looked at your two-story
wishing best for you

friday

i want a different.
let everything change and stay.
now i want difference.

if you could carry all
your idols inside mussel shells
who would be chosen?

Not one thing matters
Not the way the pressure seems
To take air away

thursday

i want to do drugs
climb a mountain, go swimming
stay up three days straight

look into sunshine
hurray: mochi and ipod
keep pathways open

wednesday sighcoo

Chunk of weave on snow
Work takes over life, why work
When she is dying?

outside my windows
feel tall and breath evenly
all the wild birds feast

Tuesday bluesday

Maybe I'm too short
And ambition floats above
My head (out of reach)

2 phone calls to wake
more snowing! no school today
spend day spending day

mon h

beautiful morning
it is happening again
cross out word by word

bad omens, reverse
thinking about things i love
get post & phone call

sunday haiku

Wake feeling stupid
Hills, ice, medieval hallways
Car rides, hospitals

small trouble sleeping
until morning comes. sunny,
not disposition.

sat

all morning watching
snow turn to rain, pound window
frames, blur of vision

Wake, talk to sister
Black out words, conspiracies
Martinis and sleep

fri

In early to leave
Supplies, complaints don't matter
You're doing better

the sun, it rises
the trees are crystal with ice
no notice, it set

thursday

two tall greyhounds penned
infection's in all organs
numb the night away

day day day day day
don't know how the day passes
night night night night night

wednesday highkoo

looking for work stinks
sheets of ice, ice falls, streets flood
talking politics

another day, rain.
and all night icicles drip.
ice up tight tonight.

tues

blisters on my hand
three weeks to change behavior
work work work work work

when i wake up, look
and i am the exact same
when i fell asleep

hi february!
this year is so much better:
i'm making something