Semi-Daily Scribbles

Come back to your kitchen table where the window looks out over barrel cactus and car parts. Find the lost legal pad and tie it to your wrist. Don't forget it was you who walked away from our unfinished conversation. We were just coming to the part about being creative-on-demand. I'm still waiting for the magic formula you promised. There is one more cup of tea to drink. Stay and regale me with tales of the hidden world; the place only you can see. I'll stand barefoot all day in the hot sand if you'll say those phrases that made me swoon. Yellow words with blue meanings. I became unhinged after hearing a rose will answer to any name.