we
adopted
a rescue cat
at the beginning of
lockdown, she was very nervous
and not used to human contact
(A lockdown story on Instagram)
we
adopted
a rescue cat
at the beginning of
lockdown, she was very nervous
and not used to human contact
(A lockdown story on Instagram)
out of attempted empathy or niceness..
.. because: psuedo interlectual, tripe,
greek-mis-approproiating (indulgin
in theatre/drama/physchologism..
possibly that type of pagansim…
AKA (woody allen-esque) attempted
“oddyssaic-streamish-of-consciences blah-ism”
But i wont say “pyscho-bable” becasse IMO,
the psychologism of misery behind
the OVERT text line is actually vaild (imo)
but suspicious of pagan/ bending symobolgy?
Theres nothing new under the sun
take care anyway
(An Amazon review for Synecdoche New York)
There’s a burnt body in front of my office.
Then I’m playing Scrabble with friends.
There’s bomb smoke rising in front of the mall.
Then I’m at a concert. There’s a long line
for gas. Then I’m at a nightclub.
This is how it happens. Precisely
what you’re feeling now.
The numbing litany of bad news.
The ever rising outrages.
People suffering, dying,
and protesting all around you,
while you think about dinner.
I used to judge those herds of gazelle
when the lion eats one of them alive
and everyone keeps going.
I went to work, I went out, I dated.
We’d pop the trunk for a bomb check.
Turn off our lights for the air raids.
I know people who were beaten, arrested,
and went into exile. But that’s not
what my photostream looks like.
The pain doesn’t go away, it just becomes
a furniture of bones, in a thousand homes.
There’s no launch party for decay.
Dear mother dad sweetheart gang wife
hubby girls boys old kid
How are you? I am fine
happy lonesome sad broke flying
high enjoying the desert
Wish I had you a letter more ambition
someone to love me more sleep
Things are wonderful lovely exciting
I have seen the mountains the desert
lots of pretty girls
lots of handsome men
the desert sunset desert wildflowers
the canyons
Doing lots of sightseeing loafing
sleeping hiking sun-bathing
swimming golfing celebrating
playing tennis bicycle riding
I rode horseback to Palm Canyon
on the Skyline trail in the moonlight
on the desert on the Araby trail
to Andreas Canyon to Seven Palms
I’m staying at the
I danced at
I dined at
Will be seeing you away a little longer
thinking of you writing you again
hitting the hay stepping out
Yours ‘till the cows come home
with love forever sincerely
Name
(The Lazy Person’s Correspondence Card from Palm Springs)
They take off their clothes
and smear honey all over their naked body.
They roll themselves
back and forth
over wheat
on a sheet
spread on the ground.
They carefully collect all the grains sticking to their moist body
put them in a mill,
turn the mill
in the opposite direction of the sun
grind the wheat
into flour
and bake bread from it.
They serve it to their husbands to eat
who then grow weak
and die.
Do penance for forty days on bread and water.
(From The Joy of Confessing: “Women’s Vices” and Burchard’s Decretum of 1003)
I leave this vessel
for the lowest of the low
not only as a testament
to the act of your human transgression
but also as a tomb,
a tomb for you.
So that when you are near death
your smallness can climb in
through the hole you left
where the spout once was
and lay yourself down
in the vacuous space
and die a thieves death alone,
pitiless, without a single soul
to remember you.
You will take your last breath
void of any true feelings
of love or decency for others.
(A note on an antique in a Michigan store)
Maybe lockdown
is making me sexier,
two of my exes
have texted me.
(A lockdown story on Instagram)
Cosmic latte is the average colour
of the universe.
Like Fraunhofer lines
the dark lines displayed
in the study’s spectral ranges
display older and younger stars
and allow Glazebrook and Baldry
to determine the age
of different galaxies
and star systems.
Their survey of the light
from over 200,000 galaxies
averaged to a slightly
beigeish white.
Cappuccino Cosmico, Skyvory
Big Bang Buff, Blush, Beige
Primordial Clam Chowder
Cosmic Latte, Cosmic Cream
Astronomer Almond , Univeige
Cosmic Khaki, Astronomer Green
Latteo means Milky in Italian
Galileo’s native language. It also leads
to the similarity to the Italian term
for the Milky Way, Via Lattea.
They also claimed
to be caffeine biased.
(From Cosmic latte on Wikipedia)
cultured would
you eat
it(i wouldn’t
but it’s hard
to say
why)it would
be:cultured
from a single,nameable
person;hugh
fearnley-
whittingstall
served human
placenta;also
clone of 1
person(i wouldn’t eat that
either)
Ten years of being loved up
fucked up
fucked off
loved up
very loved up
totally fucked off
so fucking loved up
I love you so fucking much
fuck you and the fucking horse
you rode in on.
Yeah?
Well, fuck you, too.
And utterly
utterly
loved the fuck up.
Another ten, then?
Yeah, go on
you sexy mother fucker.
(A friend’s Facebook status celebrating 10 years of a relationship)