The lean wood wild turkey,
Beady eyes and gobblesome,
So hotly lambasted.
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Bulging belly:
More turkey and yams?
Coronary!
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The tryptophan buzz,
A mythological beast!
Oh, am so sleepy…
Entries from November 2007
November 21, 2007
Thanksgiving Haikus
November 21, 2007
Corporate Pornography
Joseph Campbell elicited that anything which arouses desire is pornography, be it a steaming Philly cheese steak or the glistening Mustang belonging to the next-door neighbor. It does not have to be flesh to become pornographic, and I beg not to digress to agree. Take America’s many celebrations: hallmark inventions. (heh heh)
Holidays are cash machines [...]
November 8, 2007
Strange apartments
My brake on the mend, I spied a small spider appearing from between the rotor that I held in my grease stained hands and remarked to myself, that’s one dizzy arachnid.
November 8, 2007
T.S. Eliot’s “The Waste Land” Line 128
O O O O that Shakespeherian Rag-
It’s so elegant
So intelligent
“What shall I do now? What shall I do?”
“I shall rush out as I am, and walk the street
“With my hair down, so. What shall we do to-morrow?
“What shall we ever do?”
A grudging admiration of Stephen Dedalus’s dissertation of Shakespeare’s suggested intimacy with his work, Hamlet? [...]
November 8, 2007
What happened to the sun?
It took me by surprise, winter’s descent. Not too long ago, the light from the sky was orange warm, and you felt it on your skin. Now it’s fingers of ice fondling your cheeks, and what I imagine to be the crackling laughter like crystal wind chimes congregating, of the wind’s passage through the scatter-hued [...]
November 8, 2007
Swift running waters
A woman is like a much beloved river; take the time to navigate her eddying length, through her many changeable depths, and one soon charts a reasonably safe course.