kundalini

I hate doing trimwork. I had three rooms worth of it to do down in my basement. You can actually measure it, measure it again, then cut it exactly, and still fuck it up completely. My little miter box saw is hot from all the use it got today. I also spent an hour at Lowe's trying to find some decent wood to make my shelves out of. "Builder's Choice" my hairy ass. Does anybody carry more than a few pieces of lumber without splits, 50 knots, huge splinters, and or worm tracks in it? How about some that just wasn't warped like it laid out in the middle of the highway for a day or two...? Home improvement is a hell of a lot harder than it looks on tv.

I'm not sure of this one, but somehow I like it...


If I said to you
"You make me ache"
How frightened would you be?
How far would you go
to avoid the storm
that is wrapped up
in my skin
and the thunder
that rattles my skull?

I rarely show my poems to the girls who inspire them...