have i mentioned he is 52 and has wrinkles, which i grow fonder of by the day? well now i have.

stupid-busy day today. gonna go to sleep now. i have to write these, just in case, so i have a record of the nascent holly and the handholder.

Ooo! 52 's a great year in a lot of guy's lives. I'd love me a nice, quiet, sexy, sweet 52 year old meself.....
Please keep us posted (if you care to, that is!)
Lovely poetry, dear jane, as always.
Your ending winds it all up so well, and cleanly. Truly sweet.
R

i am not yet 52 but i got a few crinkly wrinkles.
i am quiet most of the time.
maybe i can use the SEVEN YEARS time
before i get to 52 to shape up my game a bit.

gorgeous:
"want to dive in/ to leap in

to swim around with you endlessly/ in the stories

behind your eyes"

hi pw - i will keep you posted, i imagine, unless it gets sad. in which case, i will probably still share, but after a few days, when it has been tempered with the rest of life.

jem - 45, huh? nice age. and i am still highly distractable, so dont be distracting me, okay? i have decided to color my hair and start lying about my age. 40. sounds good, doesnt it? and someone pointed out that when i say,"well, since turning 40..." no one is going to ask WHEN that was, right? its fun to say. i feel perfectly silly saying it, but my friend peter said people lie about their age in real life all the time. which is a weird idea to me. ok, i am going to go for a walk, i think. i am energetic for the first time in forever.

energy is good, dear daisy chain, which i have decided to call u.
i too have rather a bit of it lately...especially
creatively. as for this lying about one's
age, i say, full disclosure. like:
if a sweet 'sober gal' from
the 'sober house' next door
told me she was 35, and i learned later, after looking her up
and doing a background check on the net,
that she was 39, i would pop a cork!


actually, i am still only 44. aint 45 til june 24. which is soon!
goddamn, presents are coming my way!

yay, presents!!

oh, and i like daisy chain. clever!

oh, and i like daisy chain. clever!

Holly and the Handholder. I like that!
This was/is wonderful.

yes it was, was it not? clever! i am unbelievably clever today..
but..listen...i learn from you, gal...yer spontaneous flow...
presents?
i wanna girl.

oops. i want a new bunch of green rectangular smelly
pieces of paper w/presidents' names on em.

i want a life. ay

jem i have a joke wherein the attainment of large piles of rectangular green cash leads to the attainment of large piles of girls.

but its not true in real life, you know. leastwise, not for any girls worth their salt.

I did read this earlier but the "errors" were driving me nuts.

Here's hoping, if you get the speech you don't want, that you don't let it take you away from us.

p - looks like, instead of the speech, he has simply chosen to ignore me!

ah, we all know (or we should) that take away the events of the past month, and i'd not be thinking about him like this. its a good distraction, either way. its a nicer distraction when its pleasant, but even now, its a place to focus my attention that doesnt really matter, you know? cause all the places that matter kind of suck to focus on.

so, nah, if i havent left this place yet, i dont imagine i will anytime soon.

You like wrinkles? Heh heh heh heh heh heh...wait, I don't have that many. Sorry, kiddo, I guess we weren't meant for each other. **hides face with embarrassment over bad joke**

First, this poem cuts right to the optic nerve and beyond. It really says so much. And I can feel your happiness, mixed with a bit of apprehension, of course, but marching ahead with confidence. I have a good feeling for you this time, Daisy... mwah