BEWARE: The following can be described as “endless rambling”, “pointless rants”, “off-point nonsense”, and “delusional”.  Waste your time accordingly…

Nov. 16, 2009

The Snarl

It’s a maze down here really.
All checker-boarded,
piles around like Sunday morning sections.
One man is smiling,
a zealot, comfortably seated,
easily ignored
by a sitting dog, a crying baby, a page-turn.

What does he really have to say?
Clean your hands?
Take the stairs?
Find God for only three!
Yes T-H-R-E-E easy installments.
Maybe…
Maybe it’s not important.

Blue and white windows,
like someone turned off the rest of the rainbow.
It’s cold when you open your arms,
If you breath.

And yet, we go on.
We let our eyelids rise
for no other reason
than to make sure something hasn’t changed.
A weathered fisherman, looking up from his net,
checking the horizon,
scanning the endless waves,
alone in a vast ocean.

Something Cracks!
Untethered ice hurtles,
only to shatter into a thousands slivers of light
against cold slate.
Danger melts away.
A dagger point that,
upon nearing warm flesh,
shrinks, returning in fear to its sheath
to let a dubious hand caress an unknowing breast.

Again Silence leaps, pounces on the  scene.
almost violent.
A tailored assassin in a dark night
Lethal, calm, and refined.

Or is this the intensity of absence
that rocks me alert,
At once a different person
in the same scene, disguised in repose.
A safari cat, waiting for the herd to stray closer.
Completely in control of the field.
Death is only a decision for him
a choice for him alone,
and no other beast on this plain…

I snarl and reach for my coffee.

I poked myself in the eye with an antenna

June 14, 2009

I was getting in my car last night, like I’ve done a thousand times before, and I noticed a piece of cheese on the seat.  Just a small piece of cheese that had fallen off the sandwich I was eating just before I got out of the car.  So, I see this and decide that I will pick up the piece and move it to a better location (outside the car).  But for some reason, the way I moved to do this, I pushed the tip of my car’s antenna right into my eye socket!  It was pitch black outside and so I had no idea what happened or why, all of the sudden, one side of my face was in serious pain and I could see only white out of one eye.  Fortunately, my eye was closed – or at least it closed upon first contact, I’m not really sure.

This capped off a week of random accidents.  I’d like to think that I’m pretty good at rollerskiing.  I mean, I spend a lot of time on them… I should be somewhat adept.  Not this week.  I had two workouts, the same workout in fact, on two different days.  At the start of this workout, I did Impulse sprints, 15 seconds max effort.  On each of these days, at the same point in the training, at roughly the same geographic point, I poled the top of my rollerski and went down on the pavement at max speed.

What’s the deal with wordpress, why am I wasting my time with it, and existentialism?

Nov. 22, 2008