Tuesday, September 9, 2003

The Jar Is Open

Spearmint leaves steeping in hot water. Only start to loosen joint from ball point after sun down. Ending the study with Sylvia Plath. Somehow never crossed upon in school, but time enough and hopefully mind enough now.

Hoping for everyday things used in different ways. The simple declaratives that rebound quickly back to you after it's too late to reply.

You've just gotten it, but three steps behind when your off by yourself again.

"That's how it goes, I suppose."