when_i_glue_myself_to_your_world frAnk if i take scissors and cut myself out of my world and glue myself into yours, then why won't the glue work? why in the morning do i find myself on the ground having fallen out when no one saw? 030724 ... crOwl it's as if the very fact i'm now glued into place by the lick that the smile of a dog makes that i stand here unable to move for the beauty i see. i love how you grow happy when i talk to you. i love how you come up to me and hug me and say, "happy birthday." i wrote you a poem on the tiny kind of post it notes and since i was parked near you i just put it near your door handle so you'll see it when you go home from work. it reads one line at a time. you' ll turn each page. "i want to wake up laughing from a dream that made me cry i want to make my coffee the drips that fall from melted icicles i want to call you and say hey i'm alone let's go to the carnegie international let's walk with the ghosts let's make a toast to all those who know who they are." 050221 ... sardines i find it looks a lot like mine. 130216 what's it to you? who go blather from