I found my toothbrush on the bathroom floor again. My extra-sensitive toothpaste doesn’t like it when I use another toothpaste.
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Give and Take of Winter
Mountain wind’s
Blow roughly
Through trees,
Breaking, frozen
Bows, falling,
Losing to
Gravity’s law.
Scattered atop
Snowy abundance.
Bundles gathered.
Kindling nighttime’s
Warming hearth. -
Number One
Okay.
So, now I know where I stand in the frame of life…
A friend calls me to say ‘good morning,’ but that’s all they can do, because they have to take a shit soooo bad that they have to hang up and hit the stall.
At least I was Number One, before their Number Two.
And as this morning goes, I find I’m flush outta ideas…
