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poet, technologist, cynic, father of five, child of chaos, punker, prankster, patriot, punster, leftist, latino, japanophile, audiophile, beer drinker, quiche eater, dog walker, soft talker, deep thinker, shallow sleeper, introvert, covert operative in a parallel universe.

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    extra special bitter
    hops are bitter. life is bitter. coincidence?

    Wednesday, May 31, 2006

    an hour before dawn

    an hour before dawn —
    wondering how those songbirds
    would taste for dinner

     

    Tuesday, May 30, 2006

    moonless night

    moonless night —
    a stray cat howls
    for its lover

     

    Saturday, May 27, 2006

    Order for the New Slave Trade

    Editor: I don’t know what it means, but I find it offensive.
    ESB: What specific thing about it offends you?
    Editor: I’m not exactly sure.
    ESB: That’ why it’s perfect.

     

    May fog

    May fog —
    the echoes
    of my footsteps

     

    Thursday, May 25, 2006

    waiting room

    waiting room —
    staring at
    my unmatched socks

     

    not an auditory hallucination

    This conversation actually took place about thirteen years ago:

    Doctor: Mr. Bitter, I can say with 100% certainty that you don’t have a bleeding ulcer.
    ESB: (smiles) That’s awesome! (or words to that effect)
    Doctor: Yes. You have thirteen ulcers, and only three of them are bleeding.

     

    Wednesday, May 24, 2006

    starless night

    starless night —
    I’ll bet the “American Idol“
    doesn’t have to walk the dog

     

    Tuesday, May 23, 2006

    May showers

    May showers —
    McDonald’s won’t take
    my debit card

     

    Friday, May 19, 2006

    morning thunder

    morning thunder —
    all the blankets
    on her side of the bed

    morning thunder —
    a light
    in the hallway

    morning thunder —
    another phone call
    not returned

     

    Thursday, May 18, 2006

    auditory hallucination

    ...dog wrestling in the cafeteria

     

    Tuesday, May 16, 2006

    more rain

    more rain...
    coffee grinds
    in my cup

     

    Monday, May 15, 2006

    8 days of rain

    8 days of rain...
    my daughter plays with
    her engagement ring

     

    blues battle

    blues battle —
    the guitarist’s
    pained expression

     

    Thursday, May 11, 2006

    New England fog

    New England fog...
    the dog sniffs
    everything

     

    here's your ticket, what's the problem?

    I’m aware that you have no destination, and I’m bound and determined to get you there...

     

    Wednesday, May 10, 2006

    busted! and variation

    busted!
    my eyes navigate
    her curves

    my eyes
    navigate
    her curves

     

    Tuesday, May 09, 2006

    counter-affirmation du jour

    I am phytoplankton food.

     

    ragweed

    ragweed —
    the new boss
    forgets my name

     

    Monday, May 08, 2006

    windless night

    windless night —
    a stray cat
    in heat

     

    Sunday, May 07, 2006

    prove it, she said

    so I killed her parents and covered myself with their blood.
    Who knew that all she really wanted was a poem and a dozen roses?

     

    restless night

    restless night —
    the landfill’s
    thickening stench

     

    Thursday, May 04, 2006

    with apologies to Robert Johnson

    crossroads —
    a deal I didn’t make
    with the devil

     

    May showers

    May showers...
    where did I
    go wrong?

     

    Wednesday, May 03, 2006

    Sacrifice

    Where would I be without despair.com? Successful, perhaps?

    Sacrifice: your role may be thankless, but if you’re willing to give it your all, you just might bring success to those who outlast you.

     

    Tuesday, May 02, 2006

    May 2nd

    May 2nd —
    the janitor sweeps up
    May Day confetti

     

    Monday, May 01, 2006

    May Day!

    For some context, read this post to see where I fit into the puzzle. As a word of warning, there are some pieces missing...

    May Day! May Day!
    who’s going to wash
    our dirty dishes?

     

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