what I’m talkin’ about.
Saturday, June 1, 2013
Friday, May 31, 2013
stop making cents
We needed a dime to call our Mom.
Laundries wanted quarters.
Cigarette machines were 35 cents and never checked ID.
And pinball drained take-home pay one nickel at a time.
Now we have change we can believe in!
22.9 luggable pounds on a calibrated digital scale.
Guess.
And have a great weekend!
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
clockwork
“like the tick tick tock of the stately Clock”
Night and day, you are the one.
Only you beneath the moon or under the sun.
Whether near to me or far, it's no matter darling
where you are. I think of you
night and day.
Day and night
why is it so?
That this longing for you
follows where ever I go?
In the roaring traffic's boom,
in the silence of my lonely room
I think of you.
Night and Day.
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