With a twist of my wrist I will start that water flowing. The sink is a magical river. It will come splashing in the carafe and though my eyes aren’t opened yet but I know the correct volume by feel… more →
Jeff's poetic thoughtsjeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: With a twist of my wrist I will start that water flowing. The sink is a magical river. It will com … more →
jeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: I watch them.These are my boys and they are the dregs, the bottom of the barrel, those who would soo … more →
jeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: A transfiguration She felt the happenings deep inside of her; Not a change but something deeper. … more →
jeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: Not me: at those harps sporting a stylish halo walking on cotton ball clouds. Not me beyond confli … more →
jeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: Where did they come from… this army of adolescent androgyns Where did they come from… … more →
jeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: I, this crowd Whose legion is not demons But ghosts Ghosts made in my mind They’ve traveled fo … more →
jeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: It’s so easy to hear that story about how everything is ruined. When you’re not in the m … more →
jeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: It is no small, easy thing… this small, easy thing: To eat unhurredly, to take small, unassumi … more →
jeffsdeepthoughts wrote 1 year ago: Was the cruelty accidental? To those little things it does not matter. Some minimum wage slave hung … more →