Monday, September 17, 2007

 
Something sticky out here on my new alpaca socks.
Used tissues are not the culprit.
One left on my nightstand by the red aluminum bottle.
Peak flow low.
Only thirty seven degrees soon to be eighty.
Three empty gallons of distilled water from the humidifier.
Another tissue used and moved.
Steamed sleeves wait on the floor.
Darker earlier. Early waker.
Weather channel offers local doppler radar.

Comments:
Hunkering down for winter, are we? I kind of miss it already....
 
did that sound like hunkering?
mostly it was waking up and listening to the yogini who woke up earlier. but if you really miss it i'll email our address and some travelzoo specials.
 
I like this a LOT....you should post more poems!
 
I cannot lie. You were my inspiration. Right after the yogini mentioned her sticky alpaca socks. And right before.
 
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