let's wait til Christmas

revelers, in small packs, crept treacherously over icy sidewalks
the irish and the italian snuck out before midnight
like a sense of who the fuck cares, i pulled a 'Gary' lumps me in a pot,
i cooked.

with a german hangover, poots needs the bottom of the pot.

chewing again, is that good or bad.

define good.
define bad.

on june 17, lightening struck.
Christmas, the date, and the concept thereof, were far away thoughts.
at once bridging 6 short months, at once separating a lifetime.
little poots stands tall amid the ruins, blackened but resolved.

Santa has come early this year.

at this time of year, one should know the date without checking.
does one enjoy the nasty weather a bit more on december twenty-first,
cuddling by the heater, woody java in hand, poots is undecided about being awake early.

does the date bring a panic, wrapping paper, or another painted room.
my alma mater wants money, the printer needs 93 dollars of ink, and i guess today is payday somewhere.

Prince became mud, Orange can actually work (Katrine), the living room will greet with Kayak yellow become Moonstruck,
and for the dining room, we're diving into Michigan blue.

your empty house, empties my heart

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6:41 am

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This giveaway ends on December 19th, 2011 at 11:59pm.

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you console
you bind
you stole
you are all
you are is

flipsy empty stomach, houses change perspectives, and hands
in june, you thought we might wait until christmas...
but in fact, it was christmas, that was waiting for us...

"it's no mistake, i am with you
i love the way, you do what you do
one look at your face, and i knew right away
it's no mistake, i am with you.

we don't need a party to keep dancin;
being in your arms, it's livin' a mansion
so fancy, i couldn't imagine,
i don't want to sleep
cause i'd miss out on the action
i knew that since the minute you walked in
there's no doubt i don't wanna live without you"

thanks Serena.

http://www.cbc.ca/radio2/cod/codPlayer.html?http://www.cbc.ca/radio2/media/20110825ryder/12.asx#Serena Ryder and The Beauties live in Banff|It's No Mistake

sand and water, and a million years gone by

and then there was the lesson in 'when to keep your mouth shut'

learn it well, poots, learn it well.

sand and water

bursting with paint;
bursting, i slept.

putting ideas in peoples' heads, change is all around me now
waiting until Christmas was one idea, just not a possible one.

key phrases out of so many mouths, play themselves over, and over, again in my mind,
each one, like an interjection in the sentences of my thoughts
and i thank you all for those, they bind my world together,
not like glue, but like oddly shaped bricks which i pile up to make straight.