Cosmic Poetry

"I'm a Writer, I tell you."

“Look. I have no idea what day or date it is. In fact, those two give me a lot of trouble, I tell you.

Date and Day
Ok. One of them has to do with numbers. That’s the only thing I can ever recall about them. But which one?  Well, that’s always a toss up for me. But mostly, I get annoyed. 

WHY do we have to keep track of such things, huh?

Thus whenever there is a reference to numbers, BEWARE. 

Some years, I think are other years. Sometimes, I think it’s 1996. This year it’s 2017, according to me, okay?
What did you say?
‘Get a job?’
Ah. Splendid. When shall we begin the Dance then?
What is a job? …
What did Plato have to say about it?
How about Augustine?
Should we ask him, too?

But the one I’d like to hear from most is Hesiod. Can’t wait for his description of it. 

Where are you going?”

Things That Never Made It Into Print

By Things That Never Made It Into Print

Keep it simple ... Radical ... Writer, Artist, Dancer, Musician, Chicago Betty

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