Wednesday, June 06, 2012

Bustle in your Hedgerow

I think I may have found the quintessential blog entry. No wonder blogging has been going down hill since 2011.

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Daisy

You want your children
To run to

To hold you

Blinking cursor

Saturday, May 26, 2012

Conspiracy of Geeks

They rule the world.
Why else do machines
Not fix themselves?

(Computers etc)

Secret lairs:

  • Mom's basement
  • Grandma's basement
  • Aunt's basement
  • Garden level at Cascading Palms w/ 3 others
  • Bedroom
  • Neo-Georgian
  • Colonial
  • Post-Colonial
  • Duplex
  • Hotel room
  • Beach
  • Castle
They rule the world
And make it impossible
And make it possible
And imparsible

It may be pursuable

Saturday, May 19, 2012

Observations at a fair

I prefer to believe that the black
Eye of the only boy in the Irish
Dance troupe was received while
Kicking ass for Irish folk dance

Thursday, May 17, 2012

Suburban back yard

I don't know you anymore
He shouted
His glasses likely flew off his
Face

It was one of those plaintive cries
That only men, only, choke out
With the dissolution of their
Desolation

There was a reply
It was low bass

The wind struck then
Rattling the apricot
Leaves

Nothing more could be
Heard

Dean

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