2012-05-30T00:00:32-07:00May 30th, 2012|Musings on life|

The numb spots

It’s astounding the things
I don’t know

like how I’ve walked through life
assuming a date fruit
was born wrinkled and dry

but it had supple skin once
yellow like a pear
and not a lick of sweet

it’s a small epiphany
but it makes me wonder
about the other numb spots
on my brain

there is no way to know
of course
so I must be a whale
open wide
let it all in

sorry, half-finished novel
I need to gnaw on the dictionary
for a while.