Writing at a whim

Thursday, April 30, 2015

SingPoWriMoDay09

Across the bay evening dips into the water, a leg over the lip of the bath.
A corpse in the bath is worth two in the hand. Who
said that? Probably someone who tired of birds, of cupping
a heart attack between palms. Though that seems to be the 
way people want to go, a fistfight in an alley and dust in the eyes. 
Love, war and a back-alley scuffle: pick two and make them
vehicle and tenor. Metaphor is, after all, a man in the bath, 
dead, and all the doors in the house left open.

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about me

vanessa.
boring and inscrutable.
satirical and opinionated.
sardonic but innocuous.
enigmatic and taciturn.
pococurante but caring.
neurotic but with equanimity.
you wouldn't get me at all,
cause I wouldn't let you.

quote

"Let me tell you this: Some of life's questions you have to answer, some you just have to dance your face off and scream "no comment."" --- John Mayer

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