I take him out for lunch
We journey through the days
Small victories
This life is a Maze

He gets enough sleep
I sleep as well
Dreaming of the Deep
We are the Witherells ...

sunlit Italy
    pasta
    sleep

My fantasies are delusions
I'm left with daily life
3 beautiful sons
1 ****** wife

I'd like to travel again
But don't have much money
Ben Shapiro is a racist
Steve Martin is funny

Grateful for good movies
Michael Clayton, Roxanne
I drift, I drift toward death
No Divine plan

Wrote all these poems
I reach out. I reach out.
3710
Wonder what that's about?

                           Ole!

Get a little fast food
But I take it slow
Once I walked alone
Through Seattle snow

Once I held her close
But that was long ago
How does it end?
No way to truly know

                    So ....

Said Giordano Bruno