IT'S LATE

and the caps were locked. What? ME CARE? I have dental insurance now. I've never had that before. I've always paid thru the nose to fix my teeth. at 56 years old I feel like an adult. The first time I had that feeling was way back when. When I flew myself to NYC for a hair conferance. Must have been 15 years ago. I was in my 40's before I could relate to my adult side. I've regressed in the last few years. Some days I just can't seem to manage my life. I feel like an orphan just one step away from living out of a shopping cart. I bought a sleeping bag on just incase it comes to that. On sale at REI. I'm not sure how adult that was. I'd like to think I'm being prepared for the shit storm that may or may not come. I CAN always go camping, shit storm or not.

i had 3 more poems published. made ten dollars each. Heres one I like:

Recidivist

drenched in summer sweat

a sultry night births

an illusive dream

it tingles and turns

pirouetting on the periphery

of awake and asleep

time appears not to move

mindlessly I dig through the fossils

so rich with inferred romance

I pine for that stillborn moment

like a junky for a fix

as life lumbers forward

shortly before dawn

I, a recidivist

return to dream again

of the instant my tongue touched yours

and your finger found my vagina.

I have a tooth ache

And tooth aches conjure up the cranky in me. I've been trying to get away from that for awhile and doing rather well with the nice guy thing actually. Until this fucking tooth decay incident. In two more weeks I will have dental insurance so I'm holding out for the root canal. I can't afford to loose many more teeth. Over the years I have spent a a big chunk of change to keep my teeth looking rather pristine but since poverty set in a few years ago, poverty and tooth decay I've got a few empties in the chiclets pack. Ok, so I could live without a front tooth. But 2 weeks, I can wait. Just looking at Alfred E. puts me in a better mood.