this is the stuff of nightmares: imagine if he,
a body so unreal it is countless small holograms –
some red, some green, some blue – was sent to
jail for a crime he hadn’t actually committed (in the
textbook sense, which is, of course, the only
sense that matters here) & his life was limited
to daily affirmations & soliloquies of revelation,
the brunt of many taunts, the rich boy with the
impossible hairdo & a back-catalogue of impregnation.
no, it is far better that these things be resolved in
a playpen of courtroom humdrum led by solicitors
who are swoony peahens ready for blood:
defending the good state of california & those who
dream of justice & redemption
October 4, 2007 at 5:30 am |
Things aren’t exactly raging on the blog front are they Lorange, in terms of quantity, but I suppose it’s the quality that counts right. Heard myself talking shit on the radio today, and turns out I’m more coherent streamed than in my own head.
October 4, 2007 at 5:32 am |
witness my poor italicisation skills. maybe you can fix it with italitron or some other geekery.
October 7, 2007 at 10:38 pm |
XVI. Laying a Ghost: The Jeannette and the Fram
on their own little seat cushions, wearing soft caps
The earth beneath his feet, in its dark cape,
Like theirs ends? From what distant point of vision
To reach out into its own vanishing
And piled up at the base of the columns
Set on that tomb in the eternal night;
Like theirs ends? From what distant point of vision
He is harsh, dismal, ice葉hat is, exiled;
XIX. Jones Sound and Beaufort Sea
That neither the motionless farm couple trudging
Wide, whited fields, a way unframed at last
Out of the picture of life, as it were, out
and the Splendid Splinter. For a few dreamy dollars,
and turn it into something cartoon-funny.
Wheel tracks entrench themselves in snow, yet painted
And all at once it is the meadow I walked in at ten,
To reach out into its own vanishing
Green lilac buds appear that won’t survive
I found this poem in a spam email with the subject tag: Retail Price $6720 our price – $129.95 autodesk autocad 2008. I reckon that’s cool. I wanted to show someone.
p
October 26, 2007 at 6:51 am |
thanks patty. i forgot to respond and gush at both yours and the spammer’s generosity. i’m particularly fond of the chinese character jammed between ‘ice’ and ‘hat’. i dare say fred would be very impressed also.