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Category Archives: thoughts
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A corpse in a copse decomposing Stares blankly at canopied sky. A corpse in a copse decomposing Has worms crawling into its thigh. A corpse in a copse decomposing Has no need for cunning or fear. A corpse in a … Continue reading
lyrics to a song unwritten
death metal song Imperfect. Flawed. Shoot me in the head. Demented. Slack-jawed. Shoot me in the head. Lopsided. Deranged. Shoot me in the head. All wrong. Sub-par. Shoot me in the head. Seen better by far. Shoot me in the … Continue reading
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bacon is my spiritual path
Dear Pork, who art in heaven, Briny be thy Ham. Thy porchetta come. Thy chops be done On grills with a side of pappardelle. Give us this day our daily prosciutto, And forgive us our tofu, As we forgive those … Continue reading
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bits of conversation
Does life swallow you whole? Or do you make it what you want it to be? Sometimes it does swallow you whole. When shit happens, it’s not like someone is out to get you, to make you suffer. It just … Continue reading
on writing: to what end?
And I have known the eyes already, known them all— The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase, And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin, When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall, Then how should … Continue reading
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yomuledet (birthday)
Today’s my day. Here’s a clip of Israeli musician Berry Sakharof and Infected Mushroom singing Berry’s song “Yomuledet” (birthday). English translation below. (The frackin’ embedded YouTube thingy doesn’t seem to work with my template. Here’s a link to the video … Continue reading
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oh fer auld lang syne!
I’m not really a competitive person. No, really, I’m not. I hate competitive sports. Kids would always pick me last for softball because I tended to daydream. I’d sit on the warm grass in the outfield and daydream, often wishing … Continue reading
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commuter train
There’s nothing so annoying as missing your train. Usually this means waiting for the next one, which in many US cities is no small feat. The schedule is erratic, the trains infrequent. You could wait twenty minutes for the next … Continue reading
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two years old
A slice of cake for you, dear reader, in honor of an open cupboard‘s second birthday. Two years ago today I posted an ironic ode to the high cost of organic food in the form of a silly riff on … Continue reading
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memories, a postcard
last night in my dream i was a child again in self-made pigtails and ill-fitting clothes awkward and ashamed. you smiled at me I like your braids! you said you look nice in green! and i was happy