everyone tells me

Everyone tells
Me, and the same, it
Goes for all of yous.

Monday. 3/23/09

i had dreamed of it
for so long that when it came
to pass, i couldn't

Sunday. 3/22/09

The tang of a beard
grown well, west in the Texas
sun. I remember.

Saturday. 3/21/09

i am not
about to say I
told you so

Friday. 3/20/09

Thrown to the wolves, we
Made it up on the fly…god
my dogs were barking.

Thursday. 3/19/09

March Madness Day One (Round of 64)

I play it safe. No
"trendy" picks--no big upsets.
My bracket is sweet...

Wednesday. 3/18/09

Prelude to March Madness

I shoot from downtown
Every time. My 2-3
Zone is the shit, ya’ll.

Tuesday. 3/17/09

(Style of Weird Al)

“Your love is like bad
Mexican, bad mexican
Rice and beans, whoa whoa…”

Monday. 3/16/09

The cherry blossom
Does not share the rank odor
Of its brother, pear.

Sunday. 3/15/09

The ink of
Black beans, cooked down, splash
The range top.

Saturday. 3/14/09

Bradford Pears
Bloom—smell…ugh, awful
Bad. It's cum?

Friday. 3/13/09

Return to Point Break

"I AM AN
F...B...I AGENT!!!"
--J. Utah

Thursday. 3/12/09

Dont get all
Madison county
On me--aiiight?

Wednesday. 3/11/09

She's going
off (big time) about
love, love, love

Tuesday. 3/10/09

Flora Jane
Likes mornings the best.
You can tell.

Monday. 3/9/09

Eight years?!?!? Our
anniversary
is today.

Sunday. 3/8/09

...the homeless
debutantes, splitting
hairs all spring…

Saturday. 3/7/09

Point Break (Again)

“Damn you are
One radical son
Of a bitch!!!"

Friday. 3/6/09

The office
Is treacherous. Look
Out—cat fight!!!

Thursday. 3/5/09

“Two—Utah…
Get me two!!!” Busey says,
To Keanu.

Wednesday. 3/4/09

Shot clinic.
Close the door—drop your
Drawers. Thanks.

Tuesday. 3/3/09

Better, when
The words stink, to keep
Quiet, still…

Monday. 3/2/09

I struck out
In tee-ball, I am
Serious.

Sunday. 3/1/09

Power’s out,
But the moonlight—you
Gotta see!

saturday. 2/28/09

Snow. What else
To do? Running is
Out, and school.