I am full of piss. The jury is still out on the vinegar.
A truncated, self replicating poem that I created, based on a cocktail napkin that inspired a little bit of art. You yourself should try a little bit of art.
… orbs have taken to the skies and time has predicted itself to fly and …
All the music done by ear
Hammered out by courier
Lyric carried all the cheer
While record shows the blow and beer.
Engage, then disengage This is my repeated policy, enacted of it's own accord.
Engage, then disengage You are important, we are no thing- suddenly, no us.
Engage, then disengage A salutary smile and then I'm gone- and you are too.
Engage, then disengage I'm selfish. I'm greedy. I want all of time to be mine. * * * * * * * * *
This was written last summer during a period of 'office work' outdoors. The fine weather of summer in Fairview PA often lures me out of the office, so I at least attempt to be productive, while actually wanting to roll in the grass and look at the clouds. Don't worry, I'm still manly; I often do pushups as well. Here is another missive written that same day. ~TH~
My tawny cat lies, alert and bathing in the summer grass.
Listens, stretches and rolls.
Then up and moving (slowly), hunting, with no real heart in it.
Savvy; not bright.
I would have trouble catching that bug too.
I wrote this on August 7, 2014. It was a beautiful summer day, so I moved my office outside so I could be quickly inspired by the beauty all around. You can learn more about my tawny cat (Dexter) here. ~TH~
Ever have a toaster tossing toast into the air? And usually you laugh, and lament you were not there to catch that tasty jam substrate from mid air, onto plate; You watched it and you wanted it, alas… you were too late.
The landscape, dotted with chance and circumstance — rings to me more beautiful than any god-made dance. -TH-