III. #3
Beats per minute blood pressure pump jump something's up with my mind my heart my soul is blooming toward a manufactured sun source without remorse I stay the course because only gravity has the power to create the cavity that devours its own source.
Black hole mission cognitive fission without friction is living fiction for fractal phi and this enchanté ever after permanent state is me.
"Even a century later, there's still a mystique in the ol' Moonlight.
Archibald Wright Graham only played one game in the big leagues, and it was a glimmer at best. He never got to bat, and was simply a defensive replacement in right field.
"Two glorious innings in the garden," the New York Evening Telegram reported then.
Hard to believe how that brief stint for the New York Giants on June 29, 1905 -- exactly 100 years ago Wednesday, at a ballfield in Brooklyn -- became such a part of baseball lore.
Brought back to life by author W.P. Kinsella in his novel "Shoeless Joe" that was adapted into the movie "Field of Dreams," just the mere mention of his name evokes something magical." - ESPN
http://sports.espn.go.com/mlb/news/story?id=2097066
The looming scarcity of abundance is coming to doom because providence has been narcissized within one—if not all—of you.
Just found out my name literally means noble keeper of the day. I can run with that. Turns out it's actually apt. Fits my personality, psycogography and unilateral gumption.
Laughing Gasteroid
We were all there, stoned and smiling.
Then someone farted funnily. And as if it brought one fierce sonic pleasure.
It was then that we realized we were on speakerphone with the client.
A metallic, static “Woah” sounded out of the speaker-part-of-said phone
like a piece of burnt smoking toast
popping out
of an ultra-springy toaster.
~Fin~
Nance,
I'm cool. Would love to see you the weekend of the 4th. I gotta go visit my family during the day on the 3rd. Otherwise, just hanging. Sorry I haven't called. I think I emailed you. Any way, it doesn't matter because all I do is work, now. Weekends. Nights. Ugg. I'll give you a hoot. Or try me. I suck at checking messages, but since I ditched my land line I've been keepin the celly on me more, so I actually hear it ring. Like just tonight, Slabby called. And there I was, picking up the fone and saying "hullo?" He was all "holy shit, you answer the fone!" I was pretty wowed myself. It's neato to answer the fone, I've just realized. Took me about 99% of my life up to now to come to this conclusion. Usually I just wait for someone else to answer or just wait for it to stop so I can reconcentrate on smoking a cigarette or playing a video game or watching Sports List Hosted By Summer Sanders The Best TellyVision Show Ever. Sports highlights and a babe. What took the Man so long to figure THAT one out? Duh! Do you mind if I put this in my perpetual notion machine? For this is turning into a perpetual notion. And I'm sittin' right here at the machine.
PK
II.
It’s weird how things draw interest. Attraction.
Swept with the gravity
of it all to focus in a center centric orbit.
Things interest us passionately as masses and we’re shamed.
Things interest us on ever smaller scales and the madness is a dark track down to nano focus and why is this molecule out of place in our perfect picture.
What captures and beholds, possesses passively all the while determining stings of destiny all in array bisecting by dissecting the curl of the golden ratio as it ever engages the arc of an inevitable fall.
Getting, finally, to the point of it all.
Halfway to halfway till electrons ease the pace with burning grace time burns your being to atom ash.
I.
I’m so out of control I think no one knows
My secrets from page to page, day to day
My ears are bleeding it’s kitchen clanging loud
Another dust up, never fessed up, ever messed up
Weather the feathers tickling biblically on my bleeding
Catastrophic limbic system
claustrophobic sympathetic nervous system
No room to breathe that catatonic breath I take
in a half-a-heartbeat I see layers of lives deep in your glint of Me.
Your goddamn fucking glint of me.
The incredible combination, indelible calculation perfect perfect concentration
With out even thinking all my sins scene
Everything ever wanted, kept, dreamt, meant to make me wanna feel like this
For for oh oh so long
Before I know it I’m waking up and another half-a-heart beat booms true
See you ever after happy never faster why
Is this not like church or rather should I say why is church not like this
Forever altered I want to fix you.
Shadows and light shuffling together in tight slats sifting
Beams of you and dreams of you how many more heartbeats can I keep on the
Edge of this pin.
Please please don’t go please I need you I’m sorry I love you I’ll never do it again why do I do this every time why is there always ever only one left I’m thinking about you even now,
the gravity of it all.
Thought it was parachutes.
I swear please see me in old light not beseeching but betrothed my betrothed golden goddess melting as I inch closer always half way leaves another half way ever after time curling yes god’s golden ratio.
Gravity does not stop you gravity is weak it’s a different kind of electricity that makes possible my elasticity.
Now I’m gaining momentum I always tell myself that when I get too close to everything I want should just stay deep down stay away fate at bay every day ok
hey hey hey I’m the monkeys I can hear you looking at me when you’re talking to me staring straight ahead.
Another heart beat bleeding woe of ever so many glancing chances just seeing if you’re paying attention you always are that’s how I know we like each other because we’re never not paying attention to each other especially when we’re not paying attention to each other and forget about it when we are paying attention to each other it’s the goddam most easiest thing to spot in the world every one has given notice.
Read that again it’s clever ever after cause I’m a wise ass with a bit of class at an impasse
so I reach for my bottle of nyquila and drugs that begin with ex and end with x marks the spot where I am with cigarettes slow camera angle pulls back slow from your gaze see you looking ever elsewhere this atom smashing moment begins to end ever end and in the time that it has taken me to think this splinter of an instant you arc out in front of me in ever blossoming waves of silken white sheets to hosannas bleeding golden blood that I will forever leave to you as gravity glides me away.
I dare you to make fun of my friend PK.
New 6-30-05 Extra Added Bonus Amendment: Show your support for the band Iron and Wine. It's kinda like Simon and Garfunkle, 'cept with a beard. You might also be pleased to hear a plucking banjo ever so gently yonder down in the mix.
This is it. We are a combo of the above and some random atoms. Our interaction is as phenomenal as intracellular osmosis. Boom. Wa-hoo!
God exists in some out of touch fantasy.
Just like babies to be born.
We have ideas before they form.
Losing a baby shatters.
Gaining a friend matters.
I have so much work to do. Beyond work.
I just paid my bill for Vegas. It wasn't even near what I thought it might be. I guess it sometimes pays to be a good boy. 2 thousand bucks. Plane, 4 days. Drinks, dinners, stuff, suntan lotion, flip flops, black jack, sports books. Not bad. Still owe Darrin a few. Hello Darrin! I think I owe you a few hundred for fronting the room.
God bless Ann's father. Ann is a saint in my eyes. She cared for him day and night. Say a prayer for his soul, and for Ann to continue to have the strength to forge on.
I dig that girl.
I can rise from the fire. I can come back from the dead.
Which only makes my insolence all the more insolent.
My corpse is no longer in the cave where left. CBS gave me CPR.
Funny how these things work with you and against you.
Just goes to show, there is no objectivity, only intimidation.
The phoenix burns on. Risin ever higher.
