that moment when you think,
is that puddle on the floor
my brain?

fall storm

driving in starlight
the roads littered with branches
dinners on camp stoves 

monday, I want to love you.

some days feel like 

a long road full of pot-holes
in a rain storm. 

all in a days work

Winter gardening
cleared out some blackberry's
& caught a bug in my eye.

Sums it up.

Falling asleep, you realize

Your underwear has been

Inside out, all day.