Friday, July 13, 2007

Eggs

Because I miss you, I eat sunny side up eggs over pasta with beans and I was only missing some greens.
I wonder where my envelopes have gone

I had to use a spatula and the card had no envelope.

I;ve distracted myself with bald
tires for driving away and away

I've packed my gym bag full of underwear and t shirts
My tent is in the middle of my floor

I have not pondered the upcoming days, except for the things I will miss

Her depression is impenetrable, like jello with too much gelatin.
I poke with shoulds, with CDs, with hellos from distant strangers

I worry but not too much.

Eggs are for hatching.
Tomorrow will be a day like never before, unprecedented amount of time.

Math problems are meant to be simplified and vocabulary to be mystified.

Aliens have scars on their forheads and come from planets with lots of vowel.
And the other guy thought he was special because his book had been published. To me its not surprising, of course people want to hear a latino trash talk his own culture, its what they have been waiting for since if they did said the things he did, they would be called bigots. He has personal stories, I bet. *

Let's all meet at Frank and Deans.

(* I am referring to this author i met the other day, whose name and book title i will not give because I dont want to advertise this ridiculous man... actually, I guess i should read the book before i criticize it so badly, but i just can't believe he is of that opinion)

Oh Lord have mercy.

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