Nutcase
12/09/01
I must be losing my mind
But really, I think it must be somewhere in my room under the rubble of old journals, magazines never read, and nailpolish bottles.
Items lost/MIA in the past week:
3 photos of Steve Young sitting on Santa’s Lap
1 handsfree set for nearly brand spanking new Nokia phone
1 Photoshop 6.0 Installation CD (admittably, a hacked copy)
Innumerable unmatched socks
Today’s To Do List
Clean Room
Locate lost items
Toss all now empty hotel mini bottles of soap, shampoo, lotion, etc.
Paint Toes
Write January piece for ii stix
Update my linkslist
Bring back up my journal archives
Return clothes to a friend
Send off long due book to Yvonne
Clean up my xmas wishlist
Upload/fix best friend’s wedding pix from Thanksgiving
Compile collections of Poetica Spontenaums and see which are worthy of revision & polishing
Balance checkbook
Do 60 crunches
Contact my editor
Respond to emails
Sort out new years plans in vancouver
Send thank you notes
Look for work
Buy a clue
Get a life
Of course the only thing I’ll probably get done tonight is just painting my toes.Bleah. Typical.
Poetica Spontenaum
Your last words to me
Dribble down from my ears
And I find myself more raw
Than last week’s steak
Staring at your back with
fists cutting clenched
If I needed you any more
My bones would break
Knowing that your back
Turned to me is kinder
Than your apologetic smile
Is barely the touch note of this ache
Min Jung
PS.
I know all my Poetica Spontenaums are either haiku drivvel or really vitreous rhyme that barely has any relevance to my current state of mind. Keep that in check when you read, yo. It’s just an exercise for me to keep up with a really condensed writing style and being able to pull up emotions and try to evoke them again.
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