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Monthly Archives: August 2022
they disappeared before I said bye
i am next . . . but maybe not it seems like it could be that way when i look around those i once played with ate with talked with evaporated (to heaven?) it is hard to hold on to the idea they would not be here forever not even me
Anxiety calls my name
I was hoping anxiety would stay away But lately he shouts my name louder and louder each day then he piled too much for me to jump over or through & I fell, fell & fell looking around i see no one to help me up Dear God please help me
I won for a few years
it was when I self-published my book When Twilight Begins poems flowed i’d carry a notebook — poems flowed while walking or sitting in a sports bar or sitting on my apartment couch ////// more books published, maybe 2 a year sold in bookstores — waldenbooks, dalton booksellers, barnes & noble, borders books-a-million & giftContinue reading “I won for a few years”
chasing inspiration
it’s okay another day, another week, another month without inspiration to write // my writing life may be over I’ll still try even though nothing these days seems worth anyone reading I’ll keep trying waiting for a breakthrough _____________________________________ Jim Wortham (August 8, 2022)
Time, you are running so fast
time, you are speeding up i am slowing, slowing, slowing // down went to sleep after 5 am yes, sleep problems nightly thinking/worrying about whatever floats through my mind i make myself get up at 11:30 am eat grapes drink coffee read part of a book i don’t look at emails or text messages theseContinue reading “Time, you are running so fast”
My Broken Angel
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My Broken Angel
How I Got Rich
i saved all my coins each day in coffee cans and in 2008 & 2009 when the great recession happened I took all my cans of money to a brokerage company in louisville —- the professional investment folks working there that day thought I wasn’t quite right —- no one does something like this theyContinue reading “How I Got Rich”
Dancing with Depression
depression you are welcome to hang out here during the past you only visited occasionally It’s now like this —- I lost my parents, brother & pets I have a room & an empty bed for you but feel free to hang out & we will eat crackers & pickled pig feet & sardines withContinue reading “Dancing with Depression”
The Broken and The Holy 