thanksgiving

I am thankful for my freinds. here is a poem by robert creeley:

THE CONSPIRACY

You send me your poems,
I'll send you mine.

Things tend to awaken
even through random communication.

Let us suddenly
proclaim spring. And jeer

at the others,
all the others.

I will send you a picture too
if you will send me one of you.



I just like that, its my way of saying, "send me naked pictures," (that means you ian!)
anyway, i posted a comment on ally's thing about music and on ian's piece. i am high and suddenly got self conscious about ally being a rhetoric teacher and my slapdash keystone communication. can't spell neither. Happy thanksgiving (even though i already gave some of you a verbal holiday greeting over the cellular telephone)!