there is nothing left
a final violent vomiting cough
a gasping for air
a relief that it is
finally over
Monthly Archives: March 2010
Whoever had the thought to render bear fat and burn it in a lamp was touched a bit, or bored, or left alone to ponder light too long in some dank cabin: bear fat pops and stinks and brings no cheer to our condition. My brother Squire would burn such lamps to read the Scriptures: eyelids…
dreamboatcourtney: citratedebetaineingrenadine: syntheticpubes: by/via Murray The Nut My dissertation’s process (Source: http://murraythenut.tumblr.com/)
pococurante
noun • /pōˌkō-ko͝o-rănˈtē, -ränˈtĕ/ • a person who does not care
adjective • indifferent, nonchalant
chriswilliamsdesigns: GGRP Sound: Cardboard Record Player
lypophrenia
noun • a vague feeling of sadness, seemingly without cause
i wonder if mondays in norway are better than mondays here… (Source: http://z.about.com/d/cruises/1/0/w/L/4/Flam_to_Voss_Norway_06.jpg)
Weekly web links of interest
Blogging
- How to Blog: How to Choose a Blog Niche [6 Tips]
- How to Blog: Choose a Niche for Your Blog [Why Niches are Important]
Productivity
Labor / Work
DIY / How to
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Open House, Theodore Roethke
My secrets cry aloud.
I have no need for tongue.
My heart keeps open house,
My doors are widely swung.
An epic of the eyes
My love, with no disguise.My truths are all foreknown,
This anguish self-revealed.
I’m naked to the bone,
With nakedness my shield.
Myself is what I wear:
I keep the spirit spare.The anger will endure,
The deed will speak the truth
In language strict and pure.
I stop the lying mouth:
Rage warps my clearest cry
To witless agony.
Coffeehouse Junkie 
