Thoughts upon returning to New York from Juneau, AK
Coworkers bicker (5)
I want to seal my ears with (7)
tape and crazy glue (5)
In the city my brain won't settle
late to work, late home, nothing to show
I have to tell you about my trip to Massachusetts, she said
the light in the trees
I sat and I sang.
I live in the concrete
with nothing concrete
Only words that disappear.
No, I haven't seen that movie.
Yes, I read that book.
What was the plot?
You can have my love for breakfast, my soul for lunch, and what is left of my imagination for a midnight snack.
3. Take up boxing
4. Keep my distance