As my mentor Martha Stewart would say, it is a good thing.
I start work on the 20th, I believe, and and work on Monday, Tuesday and Saturday.
So if your in the University neighborhood come by and see me some time at Prince Hookah.
and now a poem....
The Throne.
The place where I sit is amazing; it branches out on every side
Into eternal brown walls and transparent green glass,
That compose the nature of this building.
It is an old building it has been here since dinosaurs walked
And ate of its windows.
The walls are as firm as tempered aluminum
And they have veins that pump with a deliberate pulse.
They are derived of the very heart of the world
Pumping, pumping, pumping with Mother Natures Blood
It is a spectacular cathedral and as such has breath-taking stained glass
Glass that is mottled by the bites of caterpillars, who crawl too and fro, inching.
It is light and green, the wind throws it about and yet it doesn’t shatter
The light cast through it and creates images of chloroform to dance on the walls
This is my fortress of nature, I sit and observe the world
It is my bastion of venereal knowledge.
Where theories may be gray, but real life is green.
My Tree
1 comment:
...I hope you get fired.
And i wish eBlogger had a 'comment on profile section'. Then i'd say, "Hey Daniel, you picture matches you and your blog very well. Because it has a deep aspect to it like your poems. (although, wtf do i know.)
...And you totally have a sash on you that says DRAMA. Gives it a nice, touch."
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