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Thursday, October 20, 2005
Shall I compare thee?
"Poetry is the art of economy of words," she says.
I used to say that.
Nearly verbatim.
And an artful economy it was...until the crash.
Now my poetic musings consist mostly of lines akin to:
"Well that's just fucking perfect"
"You've got to be fucking kidding me"
and
"Mother fuck!"
Sonnets of the Portuguese, my friends.
Sonnets of the Portu-fucking-guese.
I used to say that.
Nearly verbatim.
And an artful economy it was...until the crash.
Now my poetic musings consist mostly of lines akin to:
"Well that's just fucking perfect"
"You've got to be fucking kidding me"
and
"Mother fuck!"
Sonnets of the Portuguese, my friends.
Sonnets of the Portu-fucking-guese.
Monday, October 17, 2005
North by North-Cotton
Just slightly out of phase.
I can almost touch, almost hear, almost interact...
just not quite.
It's like every atom in my body, every synapse in my brain is propelling me toward something that's not there. The compass points north, south, east, and west and I'm supposed to head yellow.
I think I'm supposed to be here, but here is not supposed to have me.
I've had this feeling before. When I was standing on the edge of life this is what I saw. But I'm still shaking from traumatic succession of discovery, entrance, settlement, then eviction.
(it's funny that you're reading this...people aren't supposed to be coming here anymore...go see Kirk...he's far more exciting)
I can almost touch, almost hear, almost interact...
just not quite.
It's like every atom in my body, every synapse in my brain is propelling me toward something that's not there. The compass points north, south, east, and west and I'm supposed to head yellow.
I think I'm supposed to be here, but here is not supposed to have me.
I've had this feeling before. When I was standing on the edge of life this is what I saw. But I'm still shaking from traumatic succession of discovery, entrance, settlement, then eviction.
(it's funny that you're reading this...people aren't supposed to be coming here anymore...go see Kirk...he's far more exciting)
Wednesday, July 06, 2005
Friday, June 24, 2005
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