Saturday, July 31, 2004
did you just tell me to burn things?
She sits with pursed painted lips and a blue bic pen. Passages are being boxed in, underlined, and skipped in her Holy Bible. The pages ripple with water damage and bend with overuse. She is calm now.
Before, she chose to pull her skirt down to cover her knees. The Bible flew from her lap into the middle of the train. Her guilty gasp broke the morning silence. Five passengers nearby discreetly eyed the black book. The Holly Bible! She swiftly scooped it up and began to box in, underline, and skip.
Wednesday, July 28, 2004
my jaw hurts
Monday, July 26, 2004
chocolate tinted life
Today, after work, I spray painted my cats. They are drippy but most lovely. Think back when the two cats looked like they were part of a very unfortunate oil spill. DON'T FORGET the flowers! Those pink bows and flowers were stuck on so well it's as if they knew they had to hang on tight to live.
Weak ugly will never survive. Strong ugly may never go away.
Sunday, July 25, 2004
well is that how it's going to be
My scale is possessed. There is a digital screen that shows the weight but it also says the weight. I stood on the scale and after a second or two instead of speaking it made this strained screeching sound. Before completely shutting down it fuzzled and crackled like the static on a radio. I blinked and pouted at it for a bit. That wasn’t really the reaction from the scale I was hoping for. Thanks a lot scale.
Thursday, July 22, 2004
Tuesday, July 20, 2004
stupid nature
"Go back into the house you hermit," screeched the bee.
Then it stung me. I've never been stung by a bee before, and back into the house I go.
Then it stung me. I've never been stung by a bee before, and back into the house I go.
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