Notes From A Lost Notebook

Open your eyes

You never know

until you find out

which is why it’s 

better to see where you are.

You never know how many

have fallen down open manholes

while talking on their cell phones.

The principal permeates our lives,

we notice a stray animal, alone, shaking,

we take it home, it becomes a spirit that

gives its love for many years….banal,

get as kinky as you want…if you 

don’t look across a crowded room

your eyes will never meet.

It’s all quite enchanting, really.