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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, October 31, 2007

    Halloween commute —
    Elvis asks
    for spare change

     

    Tuesday, October 30, 2007

    today's favorite spam subject line

    likelihead preembodied polygrapher

     

    morning commute —
    no need to run
    it’s the MBTA

     

    Monday, October 29, 2007

    closing the storm windows —
    the Red Sox win
    the World Series

     

    Friday, October 26, 2007

    between you and me (revisited)

    sad
    doesn’t begin to describe it
    because
    my practiced consternation
    crumbled into secret joy
    because
    you
    did the math
    and swallowed hard
    because
    the heart
    that beats
    within you
    is suddenly
    silent.

     

    midnight —
    the tired groan
    of a freight train

     

    Thursday, October 25, 2007

    freshly fallen leaves —
    a two-hour meeting
    I can’t avoid

     

    Friday, October 19, 2007

    mild October day —
    a street sweeper stalls
    outside Fenway

     

    Thursday, October 18, 2007

    this one started as a sentence fragment:

    how thoughtful of the train
    to give me so much time
    to solve the master sudoku

    ...which was then distilled to something more senryu-esque:

    train running late
    I solve
    the master sudoku

    I’m still trying to decide which I like better...

     

    Wednesday, October 17, 2007

    cool autumn night —
    gently covering
    the chile peppers

     

    Tuesday, October 16, 2007

    between you and me

    between you and me
    there is a chasm
    with only your name on it.
    between you and me
    I need not know
    what is in it.
    between you and me
    I insist
    that I not know
    what is in it
    ever.
    between you and me
    my fervent hope
    is that you willingly
    and quietly
    explore the depths of the abyss
    that is uniquely you,
    and that you call it home.
    between you and me
    I want nothing more
    than for there to be
    nothing more
    between you and me.

     

    an important decision:
    “there is a season
    turn turn turn”

     

    Monday, October 15, 2007

    train running late —
    a dog treat
    in my coat pocket

     

    Friday, October 12, 2007

    warm October night —
    a 98 m.p.h. fastball

     

    Monday, October 08, 2007

    back to school —
    my daughter passes
    her pregnancy test

     

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