POEMS & SHORTS

November 28, 2009

Been out again since 8:30 amd and now it is 6:09 pm. Saturday. Spending the day with my wife. What did she say this morning? “ You’re the only person who actually gets mad at me for what you’ve done. Do you realize that?” I do realize it but not enough to remember what is was. I think that was my response…fuck…busy with other shit now. The fireplace is smoking up the house or something and the dutiful husband has to…okay can’t even think of the word. Gotta go. How’s that? Charlie Mingus, playin’ ‘Moanin’ on the radio as I sign off. But fuck. I shoulda written more, way , way, way more…