Website I stumbled upon today:

http://antwrp.gsfc.nasa.gov/apod/astropix.html

miso thoughts

My hands are shaking. My knees and feet ache. I feel like a bad Elvis song.

Sick

'I cannot go to school today, ' Said little Peggy Ann McKay. 'I have the measles and the mumps,  A gash, a rash and purple bumps. My mouth is wet, my throat is dry,  I'm going blind in my right eye. My tonsils are as big as rocks,  I've counted sixteen chicken pox And there's one more-that's seventeen,  And don't you think my face looks green?  My leg is cut-my eyes are blue- It might be instamatic flu. I cough and sneeze and gasp and choke,  I'm sure that my left leg is broke- My hip hurts when I move my chin,  My belly button's caving in,  My back is wrenched, my ankle's sprained,  My 'pendix pains each time it rains. My nose is cold, my toes are numb. I have a sliver in my thumb. My neck is stiff, my voice is weak,  I hardly whisper when I speak. My tongue is filling up my mouth,  I think my hair is falling out. My elbow's bent, my spine ain't straight,  My temperature is one-o-eight. My brain is shrunk, I cannot hear,  There is a hole inside my ear. I have a hangnail, and my heart is-what?  What's that? What's that you say?  You say today is...Saturday?  G'bye, I'm going out to play! '  Shel Silverstein

Bite in your voice

Maybe them piranhas ain't half bad

Maybe they only nibble a little bit till they find themselves full

Maybe I am a bottom-feeder on the outside 

finding inspiration listening to guitar solos

or on a tagged tea bag. 

Then I float up top 

gasp for the first time

grow some feet and walk on the dry land

 Walden Woods

     discover my voice echoing in the timbers

Shaking legs, shaking breath. Hum. Silence. Stillness. 

Yeah, maybe that is me there, reflecting in the pond. 

Take a dip with me