Friday, November 19, 2021

Dirty River

Rivers wash away
Carrying our shit
To who knows where
But who knows, knows

There must have been
Some first human, bedecked
In naked who realized this
As he watched his shit 

This was supposed to be
Pretty. This was supposed
To make me think of green
And leafy things, so strong

Snapping against our legs
As we break the grass before
Us working so hard to reach
The shore where we can 

Sunday, November 07, 2021

Signifying nothing's Cabinet of Curiosities

I have an old lap top that I wasn't using, so I installed Linux on it, to revisit my fascination with computers, writing, and photography (among other things).  You can also find a live webcam, which calls back to the early days when I engaged in such foolishness.  All the devices on my home network at all named after birds, so here is in all its curious glory:  Signifying nothing's Cabinet of Curiosities (