Monday, January 01, 2007

Six to seven

Daughter ignored her fever and spun late to Lotus. My muscles twitched in memory, but not enough to move. Eyes closed for good an hour before lift off. Dreamt of blind spots, hospital curtains and pink plastic dildos. Walked 100 yds, maybe two, this morning. Returned a marathoner, jellied legs and winded. Shower and a nap setting me straight.

4 comments:

Jason Paul Tolmie said...

I just have to ask;)................What were these pink plastic dildos doing? I now have this vision of hundreds of them marching along like the broomsticks in Disney's Fantasia;)............I can't get rid of it!

Oh the power of imagination eh;)

Jae

Ample said...

yeah... that's what they were doing... marching... let's leave it at that... ;)

Jason Paul Tolmie said...

Hey, talking of numbers........Completely by accident, look at the time I posted my your comment to you.......5:22! A good year yes:)

TeaStarWitch said...

wow, weird dream... I guess it's interferon...