second thoughts over lunch

blueinthefaceblueintheface Posts: 153
edited February 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
she told me that her truth never came with any silly inconsistencies, that all I had to do was lay back and watch the suns and sky scrape some doom over and over, and with each repeat I had to look at it new, like i may look at a flower in different dimensions or with different demons whispering their kantian interpretations in my ear and asking me to believe it with a smile and I can't resist smiles like those flowers, it all seems so new and I jump to these things I had never seen, making fools of our world and its order like a laundry list of natural handclaps...

when I'm not so flat footed and open mouthed perhaps Ill call you late and ask you if we could forget some regrets like our foibles and misspeaks.

make your pottery like poetry so it twists with curves easy on itself, too much stress makes cracks in logic as it does in years.

someday I'll surrender, knowing forever is behind some door with some theology of peanut butter and jelly
"be a philosopher but, amid all your philosophy, be first a man" - david hume

Mitch Hedberg- RIP 1968-2005. your jokes have laughed me through a lot. I thank you.
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