connexion: the selector

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i have a story to share, it should make you laugh.

i decided after contacting my new therapist that today was the day.

i was going to get out of my apartment and walk to the grocery store. i wore the black trench coat i bought in paris for luck, and found the delicate rain, beautiful, and a nice contrast to my pleasant mood.

i arrived at the grocery store, began shopping, and barely noticed the bull-dyke standing in the corner watching me shop. and that, is not complete paranoia, she really was a bull-dyke. after selecting a few necessary items, incense, three cans of tuna, and two bags of coffee beans, i proceeded to the check out, where i initiated small talk with the check-out lady, since my sister used to work there, and i’m lonely.

about half way through fumbling for appropriate emotions to match my words, i admitted defeat and announced to the store how great of an idea it was: to walk to the grocery store, in the RAIN.

i gave the employee a big smile of unwavering discontent and a huge thumbs up, because i was really winning. everyone knew i was strange, and i left, walking home in the rain which was then coming down at a steady speed.

i was good, you know, until the rain weakened the paper bags, which i intelligently chose over plastic, and a small tear appeared.

it was a true urban drama.

rain, melancholy, poor social performance, and a tear in my grocery bags. i really found it classic, in a way. i don’t necessarily regret any of it. if nothing else, it’ll be something to talk to my new therapist about next week.

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Blind Mori night after night, sings with me
Under the covers, like Mandarin ducks,
new intimate talk
making promises to be together
till the dawning of Maitreya’s salvation.
At the home of this old buddha all is spring.

A thousand strands
of glistening deep black hair
in tangles, tangles,
all intertangled
like my dreams of you.

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