living in between

From: Rob Subject: blood sugar To: Dad Date: Wednesday, June 13, 2012, 2:08 AM it’s 1:46 AM. i am plugging away at work, answering emails. sadly, i can see i am not the only one. i see another woman i work with that is currently involved in a webex conference – probably with india. sign…

babe / here's my tongue / test your chili peppers...

how in hell do i know why i do what i do i was unborn until you showed up just hanging around in some random womb waiting for a moment... a moment pregnant with potential to cum onto the scene maybe i'll get published more likely arrested...

every time...

so much to consider / why do i relentlessly strive to capture the essence of ideas / write them down / make lists / bullets… this was supposed to be about carnal urges / nourishment / libido / and the love hate paradox of each… or the problem of the mind’s eye / ones constant…

maple orange cognac glazed grilled salmon over wild rice with a baby spinach and walnut salad topped with a strawberry balsamic reduction / wine paring is a generic Australian Alice White chardonnay / so shoot me / i got lazy tonight... chef’s notes: i grilled the salmon in a 30 mph gale at 25 de...

each and every one spinning the day into night more eternity

i am always searching for new music for my web radio stream / i discovered this breathtaking choral work last week / i sat in stunned silence listening as the tears streamed down my face... the work "Rise up my Love, my Fair One" is by an unknown (to me) composer: Imant Raminsh / the…

on a top shelf in our library downstairs sits a gigantic three ring binder filled with hundreds of dated journal and poetry pages / the pompous title “R K Leroy Collected Works” is printed in big terrible letters on the cover / this amazing testimony to self absorb-ness covers events and musings ...