Clotheshorse



I did write this in the car, and managed (first attempt at such technological advancement) to email it, from my phone, as a draft blog post, which I have not edited because I like the free tumble of tired words:

Poor eyes all hollow and shaded like the horse of sleep has landed a double back kick. Horse of sleep? Perhaps I was thinking of a nightmare? Tired? Oh yes. In the car, typing on my phone, when I get home sleep is the next listed task. Lovely travels even with this weary nag. Enough equine reference now it all is like a laundry basket, when all the colours are chucked in, and one thinks of how this was worn for that and all is jolly, never mind the mess. I was not thinking of a nightmare, only a mulish stubbornness. Kick off day clothes, clean your face, lower eyelids, hush now mule, dreams are waiting for you.  

Sent from my LG Mobile

Comments

Suze said…
Read this listening to Bruce Springsteen. Two greats at once. Girl is happy.
Lisa Southard said…
I get to keep some fine company! That includes Suze and Bruce btw :-) x
Geo. said…
Stream of consciousness and brash new mobile technology-- you excel in both areas. My admiration!

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