Gogyohka 7.11.09

bright warm sun
makes me dance
cool gray rain
lets me nap
in clouds I write

my socks
aren't
clean
but
who cares?

I love
a fresh donut
that warm pillow
sprinkled with sugar
so it powders the air.

His bathtub
is full of dirt
He'd rather grow
than clean,
dark green ferns

And then one borrowed, with adjusted line breaks, from TS Eliot's "Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock"

In a minute
there is time
For decisions and revisions
which a minute
will reverse.