Caring

science vs. fiction
*shrugs*
precious little matters, litterbugs
truth vs. consequence
and being selective is tough

I wish I took fewer electives in college
and did more things I didn't enjoy
intellectual laziness is a curse
registered for classes as a nurse

Not really.
I CARRY A PURSE.

Not really. Lips sealed or worse, zipped
locked, bagged up and thrown out

grown out of my jeans
patchy memories of outfits past

loud last actions
clouded judgments
resounding failures
no buts, just move forward
from the foreword

which lasted longer than I expected.
like a bad best man's speech.
Toast with jam
too much on my plate
not too late to share
too much of a burden to think about
but not too great to bear.

Sometimes I care.

Return to Trigonometry

Doberman
it's over, man
hits and misses
hugs and kisses
permission to admit evidence of incisions - dismissed
I would be remiss if I didn't mention - I'm listless
yes, something is indeed amiss.

I miss something I never had
I want to be a dad
but am not even close to ready
diapers cost a lot, you know,
and kids wear them til they're like 10 years old.

Everything is an accident
nothing is an accident
coincidence is just love and hate at the same time
deja vu - an interesting concept
flash all the way back to a past life
so fucking rad.

I saw it already
it's familiar to me
so why is it so difficult
why does it feel new?

what do I want and what do I need?
why can't I google that?
what is "the internet?"
Argh.

14 August 2013 bits

not the Mets but the "Quick Mets"
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"Activism" is a word that's been on the tip of my tongue recently
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the stop-less pause of rain has passed
and now the living sun is out
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Writing about a Fresno arborist and I remember the time that I was at Carle Park, I think, probably with Mere, and I was playing on a pretty extensive, multi-level playhouse, which was really cool. I think we played beach volleyball after that. Definitely we went swinging. I had on a hat. One of those colorful careless hats of my youth. Maybe not though.
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hypnotic color-correction

15 August 2013

a DAY THAT WILL
live in infamy -----------
Ronny's not my friend.
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that's how i like 'em, Quick & Sad
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New York, New Jersey, Maryland, Delaware
& Virginia.
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twig & the half-moon
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baby black bear 40 lbs
the wolf is full-grown:

a bullet, 24 pork steak$ wrapped in paper,
& a soggy salad in shark stomach
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a STORY IDEA

a video as a poem

What you just said is
one of the most insanely idiotic things
I have ever heard.

At no point in your rambling, incoherent response
were you even close to anything
that could be considered a rational thought.

Everyone in this room is now dumber
for having listened to it.

I award you no points
and may God have mercy on your soul.

some stuff

land-use
pavement
mission
confederation
recognition
needed,
money,
wanted.

i want it
i need it
I've held
it in my
hands and
behold,
life again,
arisen like
palm-fronds.

Does it matter
what we're doing
to our minds?

The recognition
of the world
is not what matters
but the hope that
you are doing
what's important,
and what's important
is being done.