I see 13 tiles
stretching across my ceiling
left to right;
last year in the dead of winter
3 besmirched squares
were covered over by a layer
of clean, white paint.
They still shine happily
in the near darkness
like your night-dimmed face
grinning above me – in return
I faintly smile, eyes drifting
looking over your shoulder
to the painted tiles above,
feeling kinship with the ceiling.
whimsy~mimsy 
Feb 28, 2013 @ 09:32:49
Ouch!
Feb 28, 2013 @ 20:07:21
š yes. Very much so.
Feb 28, 2013 @ 13:37:06
Hehehe. I like this. Is this Mims being sarcastic?
Feb 28, 2013 @ 20:07:00
Noooo I would NEVER. š
Mar 01, 2013 @ 00:09:56
I loved this. Say, what’s that thing you use to where you read your poems and record that and play it back, or something?
Mar 01, 2013 @ 00:23:40
I record on my iphone – just the regular mic that came with it – and then upload to soundcloud – its free and simple. Once its uploaded, there is a little share button on the left that looks almost like the input markings on a usb cord (a y with lumps?). If you click that, then select wordpress, it gives you embed code to drop the player into your post. š
You could also record on your computer right into sound cloud (and I think even from the phone right into it), but my computer hisses, so this is the best solution without fiddling in garageband or reverbation. š