Heavy eyed

I looked at something I had written,should I edit?but once bitten why try? Failing under my own weightthe letters like tides abateandI am incognito, but acknowledgingthat I am him and heis me and we are on thesame journeyis,a part of the journey. I’m turning inand not into an old grouch. bed beckonsit’s been a long…

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Random #72

How many hours to Tulsa?not as many as it is to the toasterand that’s where I’m heading toput some bread in. Breakfastwith a cuppa,I wonder if Jesushad a cuppa afterthe last supper?probably not. It is as it isand waswas a long time ago,I knowbecause I was there…

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