5:30

I sat on the roof,
watching early risers
glide by across rain soaked
streets.

I faced the east, waiting
patiently for the sun to
rise, and when it did,
I looked around

and swiftly came to realize
that there are some shadows
that don't fall with the
breaking of the dawn,

and these, we have to
face each morning.

No matter how brightly
the sun shines.

A Limerick

There was a young boy who was high.
He ate his mom's fresh apple pie.
She came home from mass,
found her son was on grass,
and beat him so hard that he cried.

Light out still,
sun's down though.
Light out,

and skeletons hang
by ropes tied to trees.

Some notes from a found notepad, Part 3

look into March
marathon

Ideas for websites/
lifestyle./book

Sleep
Nutrition / Diet
Setting limits
AdBalance work/fun
Balance
Environment
Attitude
Conscience
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Barret
Ritchie (2) log/MEM

May called me but did
not send a log or MEM
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Fluids ~ 140, 141, 142
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
To Do
-RED HORSE powerpoint
email to Hill
-Read "The Stranger"
by Albert Camus
-Study Talk to lost
Matt about Dynamics
(Mike Mish)
-
-Study Fluids

-

Some notes from a found notepad, Part 2

Tell Gedman
good job on
memo
_________________

-try not to use
words like zap.

-Forgot to sign

-Keep it up.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Grocery
milk
vitamin C drops
cottage cheese.

2 sweet potatoes (12 oz)
celery
1 large onion (12 oz)
garlic
vegtable[sic] broth
1 package lentils
coconut

Some notes from a found notepad, Part 1

Type memo for half marathon.
-see cardboard.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
-Lead pencils w/ lead
0.7 mm

-milk
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Exemptions for sick
Recommendations?
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Things to get
poster board
markers
arts & crafts

goggles
swim suit shorts.

Trifold poster

Orange craisins
(costco)

Hot Chocolate
mini mallows

seeds

It takes
ten
thousand
words
to build a
foundation.

And only
two
to burn it down.

and then

I've been thinking
more than I've been writing, at least...
and perhaps a bit too much at that.

But I know exactly what I need.

Flight 281, Chicago to Pittsburgh. Or, April 1, 1968

Ahead of me, an old man
takes his time removing his
belt and shoes before
stepping through the frame.

“Listen, man, there’s a bunch
of us got places to go.”

Later on, another announcement
would delay the flight at least
half an hour. Unison groans of
disapproval.
The old man would smile and
continue rehashing his part
in Operation Pegasus and a few
of us stranded travelers would
chew on every word,
wide-eyed.

The terrified look in his eyes reminded me
that if the worst thing I have to deal with
is a short flight delay,

I haven’t got it that bad.

night lights

If there's one thing
you don't get from
the city, its the cool
blue glow of the moon.

Come to think of it,
I don't remember the last
time I saw the moon.
I don't remember the last
time I looked up at the sky.

An act in vain, in the city.

Bandit

It's cold in the room so
naturally I have a
sweatshirt on with the hood
up. Someone comes in and
says "Jesus you look like
a freakin' robber, all
hunched over with your hood
up and stuff." Well, sorry,
but it gets cold up here.
What kind of burglar sits
down at his victim's lap-
top and writes poetry,

anyway?