Tuesday, December 13, 2011


it is evening cold and dark

walking in my own Sacramento Spleen

with a head full of shallow errant nothings

but with -- i hope -- a gallant heart

that flops like a frog in a puddle of mud


At 10:24 PM, Blogger Jim K. said...

nice thoughtscape..
try pruning jenga-style:
poke one single word from each line
it gets sharp!

At 11:31 PM, Blogger richard lopez said...

excelllent suggestion, jim!


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