Thursday, May 30, 2002
Blind Lady
I saw a blind lady on the subway this morning. She had a seeing eye dog. She walked into the middle of the subway car and just stood there. I was sitting in the first seat next to the door, and I stood up and said, "Pardon me, Ma'am, would you like my seat?" She turns her head in my direction, an said, "Thanks." and sat down. Her dog curled up around her legs right in front of her and was quiet the whole subway ride.
Wednesday, May 29, 2002
Ironic Bluntonic
Ironic Bluntonic, supersonic colonic,
Stereophonic electronic,
Plate Tectonic,
Catatonic laconic chronic hydroponic
Stereophonic electronic,
Plate Tectonic,
Catatonic laconic chronic hydroponic
Tuesday, May 28, 2002
Abundant Gestures
Abundant gestures of disorganization
Rile the deminodes with uninspired sighs
And the wavering incessant fodder
Of restless, agitated, prudent musicians
Baffle the tamale hording serfs.
Rile the deminodes with uninspired sighs
And the wavering incessant fodder
Of restless, agitated, prudent musicians
Baffle the tamale hording serfs.
Monday, May 27, 2002
Harmonious shrieks
Harmonious shrieks ejaculated from fabulous she-males
stun the gregarious pedestrians with fistfulls of Euro Dollars.
Humbled by the archaic sayings of the Druids,
with synthetic layers of feral exchanges from nubile co-eds,
the old Germanic soldier quietly hums to himself,
yearning to extinguish the pernicious dreams that fester
and feed at the cauldron of his zealous sympathy.
stun the gregarious pedestrians with fistfulls of Euro Dollars.
Humbled by the archaic sayings of the Druids,
with synthetic layers of feral exchanges from nubile co-eds,
the old Germanic soldier quietly hums to himself,
yearning to extinguish the pernicious dreams that fester
and feed at the cauldron of his zealous sympathy.
Sunday, May 26, 2002
Mundane Cloudy Images
Lazy eyes from the crooked cat
stalked the mundane cloudy images
of an injured field mouse
in the somewhat dim midnight moon.
Chants and echoes of the fallen apricots
wrap themselves in tiny pewter baskets,
as the elderly snicker and sell their medication
to angst-ridden suburban teenagers.
stalked the mundane cloudy images
of an injured field mouse
in the somewhat dim midnight moon.
Chants and echoes of the fallen apricots
wrap themselves in tiny pewter baskets,
as the elderly snicker and sell their medication
to angst-ridden suburban teenagers.
Saturday, May 25, 2002
Welcome
Greetings and a warm hello to all! Finally, a long awaited site has arrived on the web where you can take a sincere peek into my sublime madness, a cosmic glimpse into the vile insanity, or a hesitant taste of my reluctant cyber rants and ramblings. There will be more to come. For now, check out The Daily Dave, a daily cyber journal written by my old freshman hall roommate from Emory University. Dave suggested I look into this kick-ass site, Blogger. Thanks Dawg!
Salukis, Peaches and Burkina Faso...
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