but we both like to sleep

some say some pets 

and their people resemble  

appearance-wise, but no!

my Birdie gurl

is too beautiful, too sweet 

the final frontier

what incredible space, we say

then fill it up with bits n bobs

that bang our knees 

Memoria

 Wearing a t-shirt and shorts. Sitting on a (wood) step, bare feet on hot concrete, sun on my face, wind a bit chilly, drinking a mildly cool coke from a green glass bottle. It was maybe ‘77 or ‘78.  I was 7 or 8 at my grandparents house. The world was simple. I still do this. My drink may be different, the scenery different. But the sun…always there for me.