Sunday, August 1, 2010

nights and weekends

I just can't get this post finished.

so fuck it.




Killed a bug: my
life should be
so important.

________

   Tulips blooming
already have no place
               to go

________

  It's a small talent;
     sweeping pine cones
   off the driveway.

_______

open windows
cat meows ever loudly
caught a mouse


 - Hoc Scripsi
From the mind of at
what I felt it was all about:

6 comments:

  1. AnonymousAugust 2, 2010 at 2:51 AM

    I feel or have felt everyone of these times..

    believe it or not, to me, it's finished..

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  2. AnonymousAugust 2, 2010 at 4:57 AM

    Very good work. We should talk about haiku.

    Tom Dougherty

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  3. PearlAugust 2, 2010 at 3:35 PM

    Succinct and powerful. I don't ask for more than that.

    Pearl

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  4. INDBrentAugust 3, 2010 at 8:28 AM

    I like these a lot. Compact and direct, strong and truthful. Nicely done!

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  5. ImolaAugust 3, 2010 at 4:05 PM

    Call it fragmentarium and let it be! A series of thought seeming to be broken apart brings to mind a complete thought...broken apart :))

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  6. Jhon BakerAugust 3, 2010 at 9:06 PM

    great comments! thank you all.

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