Saturday, July 13, 2013
Thursday, July 11, 2013
Sarcophagile
I'm still alive in here
just wanted you to know that
despite the stoic beauty of my
sarcophagus, the stillness
and the silence
my innards are still moving
there remains some form of
brain activity, and I do
experience something resembling
an emotional life, muted,
blunted, sure, but here
regardless
I'd say hello, but it'll take so long
for the sound to reach your ear that
I can't help but drop into exhaustion
at the thought of it.
just wanted you to know that
despite the stoic beauty of my
sarcophagus, the stillness
and the silence
my innards are still moving
there remains some form of
brain activity, and I do
experience something resembling
an emotional life, muted,
blunted, sure, but here
regardless
I'd say hello, but it'll take so long
for the sound to reach your ear that
I can't help but drop into exhaustion
at the thought of it.
Tuesday, July 9, 2013
Don't Shit Me, Murder Lives In Every Heart
I just listen to mine a little closer
like a kind of improvised road song
driving, I find so many reasons to hate
I watch you too and see you swearing
sneering, writing a little murder ballad
of your own featuring me
like a kind of improvised road song
driving, I find so many reasons to hate
I watch you too and see you swearing
sneering, writing a little murder ballad
of your own featuring me
Monday, July 8, 2013
Trying Something
I'm not too sure how this works, but I thought this might be a good way to share access to the music that I really like. This iTunes-app-what-cha-ma-call-it only works in the United States though, I think.
If you happen to be passing through here, I'm curious to know what you think of this featured album widget and the featured album!
If you happen to be passing through here, I'm curious to know what you think of this featured album widget and the featured album!
Friday, July 5, 2013
Monday, July 1, 2013
Gashunga
Drive grumpy for almost half of a seven hundred mile trip in a mini-van. The kids, all three, get along the entire time. Your wife does not nag you or practice even one of several in-the-car-habits that usually drive you crazy.
You are angry at the traffic which slows your progress. You want to blame them for the late start, for causing you to be on the highway during rush hour on a Friday evening. You try to paint yourself, at least to yourself, as an abused long-sufferer.
Dusk falls slowly, pinkening the world, while the kids are singing and laughing. Your eyes detect single deer grazing at intervals along the highway's edge modeling gentleness. The whole thing comes together gradually to unlock you from this old and automatic anger.
You are angry at the traffic which slows your progress. You want to blame them for the late start, for causing you to be on the highway during rush hour on a Friday evening. You try to paint yourself, at least to yourself, as an abused long-sufferer.
Dusk falls slowly, pinkening the world, while the kids are singing and laughing. Your eyes detect single deer grazing at intervals along the highway's edge modeling gentleness. The whole thing comes together gradually to unlock you from this old and automatic anger.
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