Ahhh, there it is, the eject button.I have found
what few people will never admit to want to follow.
I tell you all, it is real and it is fabulous.

Friday departs the junior shark,
driving into the Arizona sun
with its stealthily stashed suitcase.
Goodbye H...

where is the duck?
The bliinking lisght is the signal that you have a message
sleep on time
go back to the beginning

Daydreams kiss me
like a listless butterfly that
landed on my neck

This week is an emotional rollercoaster with no eject button. The longest ride so far and I'm not sure wether that dark corner holds the edge of a cliff or a hot air balloon to launch me up and away.