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Today's poem

~ Monday, September 06, 2004
 
IT'S RARELY A BREEZE

everyone should have a postcard of a black sheep standing on top of a gray/white sheep. it means more and more every day i look at it. very matter of fact and ordinary.

i was in the kitchen tonight, and the window was open. everyone was in their respective corners. there was a cool breeze that made me have one of those spur of the moment epiphonies that last only a moment and then flee. it was a great realization. a moment of truth, if you will. and then it was gone. i shouldn't complain though. i mean if the breeze brought it, it has the right to take it too. god is not only a joker, he's a trickster too. i guess all jokers are though.

if i read brothers karamazov to the point that i read about zossima's elder brother, then i will find out about the curve ball concerning the topic of voting. way to get me to read, man. way to play on my emotions concerning the vote. bastard.

"register to vote and then
VOTE!"
who says that.

jenny says: if you don't stop it with the shakespeare, i'll commit a macbeth.

there was a sign in the road that said "notice etc." but the "i" was missing. so khushboo exclaims,..."what, not ce? [naatsi]"

i will write letters to you in IPA soon. and i will go biking next time, i promise.






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