anyways, i was thinking today after running (note to self: do not run in the cold. running in the cold gives me headaches.) when im all grown up and married in my ideal life with my ideal house and ideal job, im going to shanghai my ideal husband into buying wood planks from the local home depot and building me a terraced herb garden on the back deck overlooking our ideal backyard (green green grass, hammock, lots of daisies)
there's maybe room for a zen garden in there but i'd have to work that in with the landscape artist
of course this is all speculative


i really love richard siken's poetry. he was the first poet i ever really admired so he has this special little corner of my heart