The Fallen Palette

Life can be like

a paint palette

that fell to the floor,

where all the colors

are separate but bleed

into each other,

creating a maelstrom

of chaos that is both

beautiful and frustrating…


Morning Routine…

I walked into work today, just like

every other day (Monday through Friday

that is, unless on vacation, or sick, or…

yeah, those exceptions could take a while

to list), set my coffee cup on the counter

at my computer, shook the black tailed

mouse to wake up my PC from it’s nightly

slumber, slumped into my chair (ok, fine,

I plopped) and waited for my day to begin.