male who regularly gets lost watching
aspen leaves shimmy before sunrise?
And by lost I mean like fifteen minutes
easily, with the occasional twenty. And
I said before sunrise, but (full disclosure)
this lostness often occurs before sunset too.
No? Is that no, not at this time? Or no, never ever?
Never ever. I see. Well, thank you. I do
appreciate your consideration. I can
understand your reluctance to hire an
openly admitted loser, and by loser I refer
you back to my original pitch. And by
pitch I know I threw you a curve. But I did
throw slow, hittable if you had the vision.

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  1. Susan Irene Fox on June 24, 2016 at 4:30 pm


  2. Jody Lee Collins on June 24, 2016 at 8:06 pm

    this poem is about so much more than sunrise and sunset. I relish my 6 decades plus of hard earned wisdom and life experience…. would to God the young folks running the world did as well.
    (great new banner photo!)

  3. Rebekah on June 24, 2016 at 10:20 pm

    I like the new header photo. Very beautiful due-ish.

  4. Jacky on June 25, 2016 at 2:57 pm

    (((((Smile))))) deeply

  5. Shaun C. on June 27, 2016 at 3:31 pm

    That’s beautiful man…I love that.

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