elvis perkins in dearland: the pome

walden freemanwalden freeman Posts: 511
edited November 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
we got caught catching on tape entire an society's worth of deities too proud to admit defeat. dethroned. landmarked. hauled away unfazed our great dusty bibles and tv antennae. we called for help but it was too late and we knew it. anyway, here is the place we call home: too warm for winter but too hot for the glasses melting right in front of our eyes and oh! we're doomed, again! this time maybe for good. turn our artificial lenses back into the sand they once were and remain in paradise for all eternity, water trying hard to reach us to warn us of the sharks that swim in anticipation of getting their non-existent hands dirty only to have them immediately washed off and free of any evidence just because they breathe differently.
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  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    What's this one about?
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  • Now that I proofread it, it's about me really NEEDING A FUCKING EDIT FUNCTION ON THIS FORUM!

    Oh man.
  • like the style....thought i'd add something along, maybe it'll work, maybe it won't...



    there's no god of the ocean or no conception of a higher being other than the one that kills you and the beach and the end of something that they might find to be infinity. or paradise. or maybe death for a fish is like our steak dinner like the pinnacle of a saturday night in some aristocrats wet dream with some enlightened barbecue sauce made of tears and pyramid dust from some century whose number easily fits on one finger. oh! lord tell me you can't see prayers coming from gills! just because they can't cry from the hills or touch the fog which is just a depressed sky. tell me there's something religious that the school of fish can follow because they're lost and logic is lost in the sea like the first wave from the moon.
    "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.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    like the style....thought i'd add something along, maybe it'll work, maybe it won't...



    there's no god of the ocean or no conception of a higher being other than the one that kills you and the beach and the end of something that they might find to be infinity. or paradise. or maybe death for a fish is like our steak dinner like the pinnacle of a saturday night in some aristocrats wet dream with some enlightened barbecue sauce made of tears and pyramid dust from some century whose number easily fits on one finger. oh! lord tell me you can't see prayers coming from gills! just because they can't cry from the hills or touch the fog which is just a depressed sky. tell me there's something religious that the school of fish can follow because they're lost and logic is lost in the sea like the first wave from the moon.

    The blue exclamation is my favorite line in this. :)
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  • like the style....thought i'd add something along, maybe it'll work, maybe it won't...



    there's no god of the ocean or no conception of a higher being other than the one that kills you and the beach and the end of something that they might find to be infinity. or paradise. or maybe death for a fish is like our steak dinner like the pinnacle of a saturday night in some aristocrats wet dream with some enlightened barbecue sauce made of tears and pyramid dust from some century whose number easily fits on one finger. oh! lord tell me you can't see prayers coming from gills! just because they can't cry from the hills or touch the fog which is just a depressed sky. tell me there's something religious that the school of fish can follow because they're lost and logic is lost in the sea like the first wave from the moon.


    Well, I appreciate this quite a bit. Thank you.
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