Virgo 17° (September 8)

Day Twenty Seven E.D.A.N.O.W.W. Spent the day completely sad and broken in bed. Had some smoked salmon sandwiches. Send S. a bunch of emails. Feeling incapable of handling life today. Watched a bunch of movies and was up very late watching David Bowie documentary which was excellent. (It is Boxing Day as I write all this—I am at the year’s end and filling in as much of these Blagues as I can over the course of the coming week, which shouldn’t be too too hard to accomplish as I go through an old file of poems and type them into my laptop—double duty). So here goes yet another one I found:

First thing:

either being bathed

in Jersey City

apartment kitchen

sink by Mother

or: looking up

at sister leaning

in the crib cooing—

pulling on her 

hair to escape.

Recalling skin

how like a doll

it looks

red from water

filling while enamel.

A pirouette

in plaid school uniform

to fill with air delight

Pick at basin

cracks

Soft fingernails.

Left eternal

cold

from the drain.

Soft

shreddy towel

scoops, and I think:

dishes here.

And another one:

This week

Toast and music

News no new

Cothes

Time ready

Go just

Enough to

Where situations

Spare me

And others

Talk more

work makes

what happens

Real things

do need

Hard thought

To view the original Sabian Symbol themed 2015 Cosmic Blague corresponding to this day: Flashback! The degree point of the Sabian Symbol may at times be one degree higher than the one listed here. The Blague portrays the starting degree of for this day ( 0°,  for instance), as I typically post in the morning, while the Sabian number corresponds to the end point (1°) of that same 0°-1° period. 

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