if you're always flying off to blue perfection?
Where will you plant your grief seeds?
Workers need ground to scrape and hoe,
not the sky of unspecified desire.
|Second blue jacket, going down|
|Blue coverings must be the norm. Hand paddles.|
|Sunday wandering - 3/6/2011|
into a cup for others to drink wine from.
In this town somewhere there sits a calm, intelligent person,
who doesn't know what [s]he's about to do!