N=Nan T=Therapist
T: Back again, huh.
N: Yeah. I’ve got to get my wheels back on track.
T: Wheels?
N: Yes–back in line with myself. I’ve gotten sidetracked.
T: Who’s the engineer?
N: I am…was…
T: And now?
N: It must be an Archetype. It’s that huge.
T: It?
N: He. He must be of Archetypal proportions to have such a massive effect.
T: Which Archetype?
N: I’ve got to think on that…
T: Take your time.
N: But I don’t have too much time. I’m not sure I’ll outlast this plague…
[Me = Nan and T = therapist]
Me: I can’t get anything done and I sleep too much. My day just dampens away.
T: Dampens?
Me: Oh you know–just shrivels away. My son calls and I’ve nothing to report.
T: You feel …helpless?
Me: Yeah, helpless, I guess. I’m straining at my chains but…
T: Chains?
Me: I’m caught, like a fish on a hook.
T: Who’s the fisherman?
Me: Uh….Trump and his minions.
T: What’s he done–doing?
Me: He’s broken into the house to burgle, and left his s*** in the living room.
T: What’s he taking?
Me: Hope.
T: Too bad you don’t have someone to pray to.
Me: Hey! You’re supposed to help me!
T: I’m here to listen…and to encourage you to help yourself.
Me: He might be dumb but he’s clever….How is that possible?
T: He has enablers?
Me: Boy does he!…Sigh.
T: …What are those tears saying?
Me: The daily news is like brain washing…
T: What was the brain like before being washed?
Me: Energized…hopeful,,,creative…productive.
T: Well–there’s Cuomo.
Me: Yeah–but he’s given the children to Bill Gates.
T: Time’s up, give me a hug.
Me: We have to put our masks back on first.
T: Tomorrow, same time…
from the cracks
in my heart
sometimes.
I don’t see them
but afterwards I
find their droppings
around me.
Squabbling in
the planet’s sandbox,
howling from a fistful of the stuff
into streaming eyes, bloodline
against itself.
Domesticated life forms,
not cloned, rather
tainted with the freedom
to differ in
their cousin rivalry.
Why are the earth’s many
Gods only uncles?
Let us hear from Grandfather
who in his infinite wisdom
must surely re-unite us all.
Read Dr. Rex’s blog for yesterday:
WeAllAreOne #ItIsWhatItIs #DrRex #HortyRex #hrexachwordpress
I just sat down in the corner chair by the bookcase and picked up a book I wrote in 2015, to see what I thought of it now. I read it through and was satisfied to find I like it. (I hadn’t been too sure about the stories). I didn’t announce its self publication on Create Space, and didn’t even offer the library a copy. I focussed my attention on my incest book and tucked Time Wrinkles, a plebian portfolio down to earth & over the top in story & verse away. Last year I gave my incest book away in pdf form (see that page of this blog) and will probably do likewise with Time Wrinkles in a year or two. But I just wanted to let you know.
I fear our leader may be delusional. It seems possible he really believes what he says. Two of his latest statements suggest seriously that he needs some care. I can only imagine how his staff must be trying to figure out how to get him to accept some help. Given that we’ve had at least two presidents who were augmented behind closed doors by their spouses (or so I’ve I read), apparently this eventuality is not covered by the constitution. As irate as I have been by his presidency, I am coming to experience more concern—and fear—tonight.
Sleep and food, highwater marks,
attract the floating swimmer.
(Without a baseline it’s hard to stand).
Perception implodes as
days lose their faces.
The fish bowl, turned on its side,
it appeared on Twitter, and this is my infinitesimal blog, but I was impressed by it
Andrew Cuomo
@NYGovCuomo
NY has given $116 billion more to the federal government than we received since 2015.
Kentucky *took* $148 billion more from the federal government than it gave.
Just give NY our money back, Senator McConnell.
hey won’t be around election day…Come see what I share
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