Taming-The-Monkeys-Of-Mind: Some Days, All I Do Is Picture Me With You. Lady, Your Smile Consumes Me. For, Without Daydreams, I’m A Cooling Cadaver. Yet, Imagining Your Eyes Exhumes Me, While I Wash My Aches –Lather– You Into Mind And My
Saturday mornings are for donuts…or donuts are for Saturday mornings…whichever.
