I Swear...

I swear...I'm going to write. I can write clever things about what happens to me. Music, puppies, food, naps, etc. You will be able to follow what I say, and it should entertain you. I will do my best. And you will not be intimidated by what I'm saying, or by the frequency in which I'm saying it.

Dream slipper...

We can close our eyes and move around a slippery room and ask slippery questions that might put us back in the closet...

I'll give my thumbs up...with my eyes closed...until you tell me that it's ok to move in closer...

But I can wait.

Perm dream...

You can whisper something secret to me and I'll repeat it with every permutated inaccuracy...

...unless you meant to gently whisper donkey plates make a party...in which case I told everyone.

Dream mistake...

Switching from my right to my left, I plow and I plummet, I research and rescue the mistakes of others...

They laugh a little as I trip.

Post dreaming...

Post dreaming...

In between the spaces and down to the dirt...I test your patience...I can make things more or less confusing...

My Dreaming Post

My dreaming post...

I can wrap my leg around you, and spin around you, and wrap ribbons around you with cheap giggles and expensive glances...

Don't Be Surprised...

Bitter lovely wrapped up in the danger, pleasure, I'm turning to you...
Soft with sorrow they swim into something narrow, they're held in by the
Sides of coins that I flip into shallow waters, the green and rusty
Faces keeps yours alone but don't worry much about the changing of the tides...

There's no surprise...