Let's Talk, Part II

Stop interrupting me.

Emoticons are effective when used properly. (That's not enough though--they must also be read properly.)

Ok, I've moved on. Next subject.

Stuff--enough said there.

Play--previously, the opposite of work. Now, no longer the opposite of work.

Vision--more of it gets lost every day. I don't always recognize my friends.

Journalism--that sounds nice. I think I'll do that one day. (Not today.)

Poetry.

Boyfriend--yes, he is there. He is here. He WAS here; now he is there. He will be back here though, and I will be there. We will be (and are) together, that's my point.

Stuff--boyfriend, talking, about--.

A love poem--I love a poem. I love for a poem to be about all the things--the stuff--you can't say in everyday conversation.

I wish more people would read my poems. I wish I would read my poems to more people.

Me--a poet, no choice. No, not forced, by myself. No, I am not by myself. I am a poet by myself though. But that is a good kind of loan-some. I could use some--poems, and time to write poems. And ENERGY to write poems. (Poems ought to have energy, that's what I think.)

Me--poetry. Not conversation. No thanks, I'd rather read you a poem (I wrote).

Let's Talk, Part I

"Let's talk," she said.
"Ok, sure, let's talk," he said.

"Go ahead," he said.

"No," she said. "That's not what I meant at all. I don't want to talk in a conversation."

He said a hyphen.

She said an ellipses.
"I want to talk in a poem," she said.

He said a question mark.

She continued, though not as before.

testing 123....

I posted something yesterday about my mom's new blog (check it out......under Links: Squiggled Oughts & Lines), and now it's mysteriously disappeared. I hope this one will stick around for a while.

Is anyone else having problems with blogger?