soppy

talked to a lot of poets today

manifested one in the afternoon

that morning us amnesiac delegates of the galactic spoken word federation gathered in a pub

we couldn’t remember each other but we all looked familiar

we started to share each open mics we’d go to around town

just missing each other sometimes in the scene

“oranges and apples? do you know the other american?'“

i’ve never been and no I didn’t know the other american

.. he had missed the open mic i went to last week and said

“oh ya they did mention this american lady turning up…”

it could have been me (but there was also one other american person, lady presenting, beautiful, and who had, in her own words (if i remember correctly), a sex drive for the ages, once upon a time

……

solitaire in real life

what does it mean

and why was it made?

divination??

first the magician and now the american, what does this mean!!???

the deep, low echoing voice of the universe laughs in my general direction…

it’s all a bit vague, i like going back and letting my brain fill in details, leaving space literally for imagination

my favourite thing to do is file my documents with very vague and weird names so i am surprised when i open them later…