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On 9 Jul 2014, at 11:05 am, Kenneth Wolman <[log in to unmask]> wrote: > Don't know what it's doing. -doing a surprising amount, I’d say. Also I’d say I know it feels. Max Myself of course would have set it out with breathing space between the bursts, thus: [but that would be punctuating when escaping is driving you] > > GROUNDHOG > > I have nothing to say > and that's not so okay > because the mornings are really not fresh > except for the ever-needy cat > kneading and needing > nothing like renewal happens here > like him I scratch around furniture > try to figure out what > I'll do today will money hold up > probably the same as yesterday > nothing--my life is a Seinfeld Experience > and my broken mainspring > feels so self-renewing that > I must study the calendar > on my computer to figure out > what day it is or put on TV news > and know that if it's shown this > is still a weekday so > do I need to go to the market > do I need to go anywhere > does another day of ageing > make it get any easier > or is boredom simply inert > a substance less gas > no easier no harder just is?