lumbering C-17shook my housemissing the heartstop
I love that T2!!
Wait look/a red velvet chair missing a leg yeah, just like the one in my night terror it was such a drag to be evicted by the landlord (in my dream)but, still the chair yearning to be seen. please don’t let me become landfill vapor I evaporate as well but the chair waiting there for"Riviera" recovery to avoid junk yard anonymity somewhere between the Claremont colleges, and "The Hat" on central avenuehoweversincerely trinity/salvation/christian/soldier/goodwill/army~~~
a bellof blue skytolling--common coldor something more?
Up in the AirIt’s all up in the air The days are spent wondering what to doNow that everything has unraveled and life has become immediately unscheduledNo plans, no routine, no “Take a look at today's agenda.”No morning greeting or attendance or “Who’s having hot lunch?”No recess breaks or “Put your chair on top of your desk.”No daily reflections and “See you tomorrow!”It’s all up in the air The hours are spent without studentsWithout pencils moving across paperWithout math lessons on variablesThough variables are fitting right now Not knowing what the next week holds.We have to hang onto variables, to deal with variables, learn about how to use the concept in a life without normalcy. It’s all up in the air The minutes are spent worrying about what is happeningin the world beyond the front doorI should walk Look above the tree tops and electrical linesAnd try to take it inTo make sense of the surrealTry to stabilize my fears.It’s all up in the airThe seconds are spent on soapy hands, Twenty moments To think about washing the potential awayOver and overYou have to do this, Have to,Each time you touch the outsideWhere the air is.
“A Plan”Constant communicationContracted hours andHours spent on aPlan, and thenBecause, onAnother.Until.There is a mist that falls and cools and keeps us inClouds under water and dark trees dropping limbs.But I can move with a rhythm where the rhythm is the plan.So I run and remainTall under all this sky.