I made it through my first day of jury duty. It wasn’t so bad… Aside from a lot of “hurry up and wait” today, I met a lot of cool people and played spades for hours. Without little people interrupting every 10 minutes. Almost got called to trial this afternoon, but didn’t make the final jury cut. So back again tomorrow for day 2. What will it bring? More poetry? Lots of time to think I’m sure.
Morning CommuteI will not slip softlyinto decaffeinated chaosThe delight of dawnincomparableto the luxury of liquid loveand steaming strengthThe escape to ecstacyfrom blessed bitternessand bittersweet beautyto voice of divinityand caffeinated clarity