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THIS WAS ONCE A LOVE POEM This was once a love poem, before its haunches thickened, its breath grew short, before it found itself sitting, perplexed and a little embarrassed, on the fender of a parked car, while many people passed by without turning their heads. It remembers itself dressing as if for a [...] THE OLD YEAR The Old Year’s gone away To nothingness and night: We cannot find him all the day Nor hear him in the night: He left no footstep, mark or place In either shade or sun: The last year he’d a neighbour’s face, In this he’s known by none. All [...] SUMMER SONG Wanderer moon smiling a faintly ironical smile at this brilliant, dew-moistened summer morning,— a detached sleepily indifferent smile, a wanderer’s smile,— if I should buy a shirt your color and put on a necktie sky-blue where would they carry me? — William Carlos Williams (1883 – 1963), American poet and inspiration to many [...] COLD MORNING Through an accidental crack in the curtain I can see the eight o’clock light change from charcoal to a faint gassy blue, inventing things in the morning that has a thick skin of ice on it as the water tank has, so nothing flows, all is bone, telling its tale of how hard [...] BRIGHT EYES – FIRST DAY OF MY LIFE This is the first day of my life Swear I was born right in the doorway I went out in the rain, suddenly everything changed They’re spreading blankets on the beach Yours was the first face that I saw I think I was blind before I [...] TIM ARMSTRONG – WAKE UP (Are you ready for this?) Yeah Wake up You son of a bitch I wanna know who you’re with and Why do you roll in and out At like six in the morning? I say Wake up My love of mine Why do you spend your time With these [...] I spent far too much time hanging out in basements this weekend, and am completely exhausted. First, on Saturday, one of the storage rooms in the basement of my building flooded; since my condo association is currently without a management/maintenance company, that means that it was up to the board members to clean up the [...] … so lifestyle changes? Yeah, they suck. Hard. Big hairy donkey ear hard. I was going to say donkey dick, but you know, that’s just too damned much alliteration, and I have readers who are sensitive about profanity, so I try to keep it to a minimum. I’m trying to lose a little weight … [...] Sometimes being Big Ring is knowing when NOT to ride in the big ring … The way my legs feel right now, I’m certainly glad I never used any gear bigger than the 39×14, and even that only briefly; mostly 39×15 or 39×16. Hopefully, they’ll be less sore and twitchy in the morning so I [...] |
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