(what i was thinking about on the busride this morning as i finished armmitt 1 of 2 -blackandgray-and listened to dianne reeves and bobby mcferrin start my day)

i could write a song about skin and toes
eyelashes and nose
the way the sun dances with the moon

or i could write a book about the way i smell
or how i cook with garlic
and red onions all the time

i could even write a poem
maybe short, maybe long
with a rhyming scheme
that only a poet would know....

[in process]