FaceBBCSpace?

Whoa! I opened the web
and up popped the BBC.
Totally new page!

The design is bubbly,
bright colors, big images
like social web sites.

I liked the old one!
It was more complex, broadsheet.
Oh well. Onto new!

your first puri

i wanted bread but
had no milk so i looked in
a book: recipe!

puri's are puffed bread
magic pillows easily
mixed and fried. Muy bien!

i mixed wheat flour,
olive oil and spices and
water. Sticky hands!

i heated the oil
for frying, slid the round disc
and it PUFFED! PURI!

5 more were fried.
each one more beautiful than
the previous. mmmm.

I dipped them in my
soup! i poured soup in the puff
and crunched down. YUMMY!

Ugh.

Toss and turn and wake.
Questions pouring in and out:
"Why bother? Who cares?"

Restless body; mind talk:
"I'll die alone here. No one
will know. I'll lay dead."

These ghosts wander in
and out. Nothing calms. Meditate?
Shifting? It's all wrong.

It's plenty warm and
dry. Plenty of warm blankets.
Mind's playing bad tricks.

Demons dance. Eyes cry.
Exhaustion after tossing
brings on restless sleep.

The headache is back
the one that was gone. The one
the pink pill caused. No!

what's the news today?

when i woke up it
was slightly sunny. the rain
had just swept past us.

i slept well. my back
didn't gnaw its pain into
me. my cocoon? perfect.

K-A-L-W
was on, but I didn't hear,
really. Kosovo,

Obama, curry
crisis in Great Britain due
to immigration

laws. Stanford will waive
tuition for more and bees
have a sponsor, too.

meanwhile i have no
idea what's going on in
Oakland, my city.

Eclipse

A lunatic sees
the moon and marvels at it.
"Luna! Silver ball!"

Tonight it's swallowed
by the sun's shadow, the earth
interrupts the light.

Full eclipse will be
seen in the Americas
delighting moon fans.

Respira

Take the weekend off!
No funerals. No meetings.
And the sun? Perfect!

Shop for groceries.
Plan on not planning, okay?
Let your mind off. Shhh.

Feels good, non? Close to
a vacation just for you.
You're on your own time.

Warmth in the morning,
a cup of tea. A good walk.
This is life. No stress.

my year

gung hoy fat choy, rat!
and to all, to be honest.
year: 4-0-7-6.