Thursday, November 29, 2012


Pictures are famous for their humanness, and not for their pictureness.

Friday, November 16, 2012

Icon for Hire

you're  only  a  memory;
     this isn't my identity.

Thursday, November 15, 2012

" Crazy "

                     is, I believe, the medical term
when we want to recover
but we don't want to learn.

Keep breaking what's been fixed a thousand times
                & gimme some more of that iodine.

I can't make reality connect -- I push till I have nothing left
But if we want to wake up, why're we still singing these lullabies?

Wednesday, November 14, 2012


   I run in circles till I crash -- one day these steps will be my last.
But if we want to wake up, why're we still singing these lullabies?

I say I wanna be happy,
      but I quickly forget.
Will I sabotage all the good I've got left?

     Depression is like a big fur coat;
it's made of dead things but it keeps me warm.

Tuesday, November 13, 2012


The flaw in Christ stories, said the visitor from outer space, was that Christ, who didn't look like much, was actually the Son of the Most Powerful Being in the Universe. Readers understood that, so, when they came to the crucifixion, they naturally thought, and Rosewater read out loud again: Oh boy--they sure picked the wrong guy to lynch that time! And that thought had a brother: "There are right people to lynch." Who? The people not well connected.

So it goes.

Friday, November 09, 2012

Individual impotence

I saw a man pursuing the horizon;
Round and round they sped.
I was disturbed at this;
I accosted the man.
"It is futile," I said,"
"You can never--"
"You lie," he cried,
And ran on.

Tuesday, November 06, 2012

Man's ego

A man said to the universe:
"Sir, I exist!"
"However," replied the universe,
"The fact has not created in me
A sense of obligation."