WORD OF THE DAY

Does anyone else agree that sometimes, when you are single, it is actually liberating to find out you have no crushes on anyone who is currently a viable option?  It means you and your heart and your mind are free and open, to the wind, to the rain, to new possibility, to saying "fuck" and "cunt" and "piss" with abandon (well, I usually do that anyway), to beers at anytime with anyone on any corner of town, to not giving a damn about who you will or won't run into when drinking that beer on that corner of town, to starting from scratch, to....  It is practice in how to stop wondering, impressing, expecting, waiting....

And then there are those other times when it sucks a lot, too.

WORD OF THE DAY

There is the violent 
                     crush.
That of

destruction.
That of fists,

nutcrackers, Robosaurus
crushing

skulls     peanut shells     egg cartons;
soda cans     feelings     ice.

Then there is the violet 
                             crush.
That faint blue
fondness.
The opposite of breakage. 
Freshness of plums     figs     winter rye;
milk     rabbit fur     snow.