Is it Tuesday or Sunday tomorrow?

Mixtli, I read your intriguing post and was trying to formulate a comment, when this came to me, don't ask me why, I couldn't tell you, but it seems to be a response to your post on some emotional level.....

It's there...

I sense it,

lingering on the edge of

somewhere

waiting to be discovered.

I can't name it,

shape it,

identify

it

but, it's there.

And when

I comprehend

what it actually is,

I'll reach out

to make it

mine.

I love your poem. I love the part about the red enamel on the charcoal grill. Where have you been? There will always be a few wild hairs, even when the days are dry. Great poem, great to see you.

Sometimes when we drink to much we miss days they just disappear they have no colour they have no beginning and no end and your thoughts just fade from view .. you were drunk 'yesterday'

and your drunk again to day .. and if you don't stop drinking you wont no if its Tuesday tomorrow or not.

Great poetry thought provoking thank you

Tuesday.

Tomorrow is Tuesday July 19, 2011.

Take care, my friend!

Yes, and yesterday was not Sunday either! Barfing to clear the mind is always good.

To do list

to drink

or not to drink

think think think.

paint paint paint

today today today

counts.

Nice to see

you back.

I like it, but I'm not sure why. Maybe because it works with vivid images.

I find a melon-baller works best...

It's hard to corral how that must feel.

You did.