We teased kitten with a string until we were done.
Then, as we got ready for bed, he sat alert once again.
He turned his head up and around
all about and back again— with intent; as though watching a fly
float and dart and hover and land and dart
sporadically about the room.
And so I asked kitten,
“What do you see that I can’t?”
Once upon a time there was an entire person.
One day, this person split into thousands of different parts.
Some of these parts didn’t end up being of much use or relevance to the universe. For example, what was a toenail, or even a whole leg, to do without the thought and nerves part of a system?
Perhaps the nerves themselves had enough in them to blink and twitch sometimes. Probably not visibly. Or maybe, with a lot of luck, they could evolve into some jellyfish-like creature.
And what of the brain pieces? Bits of random knowledge floating about space without direction. Somewhere, a fond memory from this person’s childhood will be living this moment forever.
Somewhere else, a distinct feeling of sadness. Or loss. Or elation. Or nausea!
But one of these parts is bound to be wondering constantly to itself, “Who am I?”
Perhaps that piece would be the soul part.
I had a dream last night that there was a GIGANTIC FLYING SAUCER FROM JAPAN hovering outside of my house. And then just about 8 minutes ago I by RANDOM CHANCE stumbled upon this picture (while I was browsing the featured Archie McPhee tumblr page).
I experienced a spit-take before coming to grips with the realization that my dreams are in fact prophetic in nature.
For the ghost in your head
time passing takes ten-fold.
When it rains, do as the romans do. When in Rome, it pours.
It hit me with the sudden force of an inner ear itch- the kind of desperately unscratchable sensation that would be enough to drive one to selfmutilating madness.
Sometimes in the heat
the air turns to liquid, like
stained glass in motion.
I’m a little obsessed with the idea of turning into an awkwardly large crane fly so I could fly into someone’s mouth while they’re having the best yawn of their life.
Been fantasizing about it a lot lately.
Makes watching sleepy people that much more amusing! ;)
MONDAY: Samsung Comeback drowns in a Puddle within the Geo Storm.
TUESDAY: Lauren + Boyfriend + Russians hijack Pub’s Lone Pool Table for the Evening’s Entirety. Lauren drowns in a Toilet of Alcohol.
WEDNESDAY: Kimchi Noodle Bowl + Eggs + Soy Sauce team up to perform CPR on Lauren. Success!
THURSDAY: Kimchi Noodle Bowl + Copious Amounts of Espresso give Lauren a Piggy Back Ride through the Vast Plains of the Ten Hour Work Day.
FRIDAY: 2010 drowns.
