March 20th:
Sleeping on my dreams
Like an elephant in the Antarctica
Or maybe doing something else.
Things happen one at a time
Happen or not for a reason.
I‘m not sure
Since at this very moment
Nothing occurs to me that could be
Of any importance
Therefore, I might shut down my computer.
Miles away from me
Yawns a little mouse
Since I’m
Incredibly dull
Not inspiring anybody to read.
Blooming flowers should wait
Until
Tomorrow
[the non-occurrence of something better. Second thought, I am sinning of pathological sloth].
La Intervencionista from the Deschutes River 