and mine said...

":-) you have a deep appreciation of arts and music :-)"

something possessed
me to grab it off the
kitchen counter
cracking it open
with one hand
my audition song in
the other
about to walk
out the door...
i slipped the little strip
out of hiding
(i hate the sound
it makes when it
slides out) and
i read it.

Daily: 9 5 6
Lotto Six: 3 8 33 22 42 25
and thats about
as far as i get
with these
things because
i see those numbers
and think "my god
they offer lotto
numbers in
bright red ink
...why should I
even bother looking at
the other side."
but i felt some
strange
cosmic convection
in my index
and forefinger
flip the curved
shard of
white over
to reveal a few
words that
may have helped
me through
a day worth
remembering.
but when it came
to it, seeing the old
faces in the familiar
places (as they say)
was enough to
fill my glass halfway
last night

exchanges of fear
of positions and
resolutions and
conclusion when
it's hardly begun...
dont lose it
not now
not this close
maybe i ask for too much
or maybe not enough
but just
keep going
for me...

"Nothing about us was perfect or clear
But when paradise calls me
I'd rather be here
There's something between us
That nobody else needs to see"
-JRB (SFANW)