no joke, spring is just about here. spring baseball is around the corner with pitchers and catchers reporting in less than 3 days

last week i witnessed the dallas symphony orchestra perform the music to star wars. it was the first movie i ever saw in the theatre. my father took me back in 1977. i was like a five year old again as the main theme was belted out by the 70 piece orchestra and 30 piece choir. i absolutely teared up. now a couple of sketchy, early poems before i dive into my favorite part of the day, the daily comics


spark


this is being written down
moments after we have had sex
for the final time
you don't know this yet
your gentle head rests on your pillow sleeping

it's nothing you've done
or haven't done
it's not anything you could or couldn't give
the spark, it's not there between us for me

it's my blame to shoulder
but you're the one that's going to get hurt
i'm sure of that
tonight you told me you like me
i like you too
but that's not it

the spark it's not there between us for me
sometimes i can't even find the spark in myself
i won't wake to tell you tonight

it's your birthday today



and tomorrow you won't need this


and tomorrow you won't need this
me
there are things that i want
kind of like you
this
interested forever
and tomorrow you won't need this