...I'm sorry that last post was so dreadfully dull. I want to tell you
about the cloudy sunrise I naturally awoke for.
The morning alone on the balcony--counting waves, tracing footsteps, reading thin pages.
I want to tell you about some television magic
on the waterfront.
Familiar sweet cream and parking meters,
laughing to the heavens. But, it's not done yet, and I don't want to ruin it.
So, in time I think it will ooze out,
like the pus
from the round blister
on my left foot.