new posterboy

 i have to make new names to fill the spaces.

horses, cows, all the races.

 can i back and patch it?

 maybe salvage the rows and fragments.

 

comments i am now seeking.

 

 

apart

 computer is failing

i am doing half.

  yeah i'll take care of things.

 

maybe tomorrow

Seems inevitable, you know

 

grand clouds stuffed in the sky 

on a familiar way, 

one of it.

 the clicking does stick, 

 knocking in dry air. understandiblly.   holly-billy

 i'd reccount. we can follow that

 reasoning. tumbling behind.

Light white snowfall

moderately say it 

sing less winding 

November in a pile. without warning. 

a light pack in. 

all aboard. 

 sifting the light away.

 steady

Crossing slowly

 

geese - the significant

when driving in a dream there is
no need to signal, yet i cordially wave and smile.
traffic heavy melts together on the road,
shut my eyes and nod off into a cat nap.

in a splash, came to wakeful senses
i did in a crowd. horns honking.
waved back, had the change,
paid the toll. told myself i could finish

this dream, in an hour, if i rush.
hit the gas, checked the time
and then realized an hour had already passed.
time flies, you know, some say, they’re right, some time.

took another bite of sandwich,
chewed slowly while i wondered
where i got it and how to hold it
with two hands while driving?

seemed mayonnaise enough to me ,
i smiled at the hearty bread, tasty as reality,
with long green salty seeds in it,
and the tomato slipping out.

aware that all the red was taillights
all the honking were wild geese
making restful music as i
closed my eyes to finish dreaming.

thinking the one last conscious thought,
that i like geese, i really do.
never met one though to get to know,
i’d surly like to

Wind blow down

 

leaves are slick, 

more than we've seen. 

pile 'em thick, no in between. 

all is wet.

honey, it’s fall again,

Leaves get ready

And we do too.

Blurs of color dropping.