Friday, November 20, 2015


Dr. gave me a positive report, but I'm back to sitting up only 2 hours at a time.

Tiny Room

I'm a Tridacna, baby
Stuck here just waiting for you
I'm a stony serrated mouth
All ears if you want to talk too
Don't think the clown fish ever care
Corals absorbed in their affairs

[imagine a bunch more in here]

Freak out in this tiny room, girl
It ain't much, but it's my world

More or less to the tune of Bowie's "Moonage Daydream" (I think that's the title.)

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