Urban dictionary says these dervishes talk as if whirling
words and thoughts have no coherence, just driven by
an ego that must hear itself round the clock, repeat the
stories that feed it’s widening skirt or celebration of self
Rumi would have walked out on you buddy, empathic
as always this one’s annoying personality was  dizzying
The neighbor’s cat came down the tree
so I gave her my ancient cat’s leftovers
he will stay there curled up on the sofa
for the duration, but I plow through this
It is really quite light and sweeps away
Living alone makes storms a challenge
Trying to land the Townhouse from this strange man
His 14 year old had Measles and he blamed his ex
Not vaccinating her against the virus was her fault
“Don’t Worry” said the man at the bar
“If you have been given the shot, you’re ok”
For now. It waits dormant along your nerves
to remind you that you are a host to many
Life is not pretty
Pain is maddening
Grief is prolonged
Anger is a tool
“it feels so good”
Raunchy humor
is a blessing
He started speaking to me in French lentement,
but the din was so loud that my head hurt when
I was describing eating a Skate at a French restaurant
and he started talking about his maid service Wait!
Please tell me how you get from food to maids
Oh, I am quite deaf
Then the very next day a man limped by me and smiled
he sat down and tried to tell me something but he could
not form the words, You had a stroke. He laughed and nodded,
the Universe is very very weird
So snobby about MY science,
it is so sensual, come on sexy even.
Biologist tease open owl pellets
and chart snowy bird diets by lean/bumper years
Gathering excretions from mats of fungal growth
I can see you are all excited for each plume on a gull
While a physical scientist calculates it’s probability
of being here or there, we rejoice in all metobolites
“Happy Thoughts make Happy People” she said to me, a paid client, upon our first meeting.
I need to run by someone, decisions I need to make. “You need help with decisions” she parroted.
Who am I kidding? After that wind and snowy storm last night, the car door was frozen shut..
Passenger side opened to a tiny snow drift just big enough to wrinkle the birth certificate I sat in.
line for an hour at the Records department yesterday and left on the seat. My daughter loses her ID.
every 6 months or so, this time proof of birth also. It seems futile to try to keep order. The Universe.
just seems hell bent on entropy and throwing a wrench into any motor I even try to keep running..
Believing that the crocuses will return under a blanket of melting snow
is based on many years of experiencing the miracles that nature showcases
Yet believing that the pain inside of me will ever subside is most difficult
without you here to remind me that I have only this season to live today
With just the right opening to your mind
you can see that the dark words are gorgeous
Why should we pretend that fear isn’t ugly
that the hairs of my brow meet my pineal gland
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