“Waking From Day-Doze”


(February 19, 2019)

waking from day-doze

by three god-sent spurts on my face*

ahhh – the promised rain!

*(We actually – I at least since I was outside deforesting a brief dream between paragraphs – got a “trace” of rain today. I moved the paraphernalia up on the porch – stoop, actually even if abbreviated below The Bronx standards – along with the plastic garden chair to avoid being deluged out of my perch so I could continue snacking, sipping, page-turning and watching my world unfold. Alas. Alack. Charlatan Thor and Pals reneged. But it was time for my noon nap, so I went inside to fry potatoes for a cold hamburger lunch. Never said I was consistent.)

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