Here's your shortcut to instant drama:
Always say exactly the wrong thing and be easily offended.
Yeah, that should work every time. And even when it doesn't: drama.
-- doug smith
the unbroken line steers
thru you unaffected unphased
sense of purpose
over and over
again: you dream of something
meaningful, light not (yet) focused
covering you which is to say
layer after layer
the sounds like velcro
hey is that you? is that the you
you wanted to reveal?
does that you, catch you, as
much by surprise as
the rest of us?
douglas brent smith
Sure it's important. You do want to be comfortable. Maybe you like to have a bit of status afforded to you in those highly meaningful moments.
"Don't you mean hours?"
"Well, maybe minutes, not necessarily hours..."
"But they do all add up."
"Yes. But I have another concern."
"Bumping my head. That doesn't look like a lot of clearance. I wouldn't want to be deeply involved in reading a big article in the NY Times only to rise suddenly and crash into the ceiling."
"It's never fun to crash into the ceiling."
And that was only one shortcoming. We did consider renting that place. There were so many wonderful artistic touches. Rooms that seemed to be sculpted into the floor plan. A balcony with a view of much of the house. A rear deck with exotic tiles. Shelves like artwork.
But as we decided we realized it was an old place and we are not master carpenters. We're not even submitter carpenter repair people. We'd just break the place more.
But hey, how about that throne?
1. Find a random picture.
2. Write for exactly five minutes.
we do not always (read: seldom) have
opportunities to call
chances for how
the outcome arrives
alive in expectations we
genuflect gyrations to
promises unkept and either swept or
you swept me off my feed all
enthusiastic and smiling (a smile that
feels endless) ending
spending our hearts ration of
beating so out of tempo either
two hundred beats per minute
or paused to a stop
--- douglas brent smith