January 9, 2014

I'm Sorry, It's Part of Being Sick




I can't suddenly become all anti-pathogen because I'm pathogen-laden

The Internet would be all over that kind of flip-flopping or hypocracy or whatever

I'm guessing there are new viruses in the neighborhood

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I like rollercoasters that have loops

I like rollercoasters that don't

I like really fast ones

And I like strange ones, ones that fuck around with torque and gravity's relationship with velocity and ones that have unexpected catapult launches

It'll be summer before you know it

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Franklin. Walter. Stevedore. Teamster.

Tumbleweed. Templeton.

Possessive. Passive voice. Conditional. Steamer ship.

Shine. Shimmy. Shasta. Some gorge or other.

In any poem, any time, you can bring up the fact that glass is a fluid, albeit a wicked viscous one. That never ceases to be mind-blowing (to people).

If you are a computer reading this, hi!

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Really complicated harmonies (that are beyond me).

Standard takes on standards.

More than wise.

A Roman oddity facing time.

Fractured and something else.

After-outs.

Location:Melvin Dr,Baltimore,United States

2 comments:

Ty said...

The glass as fluid line. Thanks for that.

Jamie Gaughran-Perez said...

Rock on. I love old buildings.