Friday, July 24, 2020
Monday, July 20, 2020
Friday, July 17, 2020
Monday, July 13, 2020
Friday, July 10, 2020
Observation #333
First sound of cicadas at around 8:50 this evening. Just a short burst, then it was done.
Heard it again the next night, similar burst.
It was like someone turned on the cicada radio with the volume set too loud and then quickly turned it off.
Labels:
Cicada,
cicada song,
observations,
summer
Monday, July 6, 2020
Saturday, July 4, 2020
Happy House
We've done no wrong with our blinkers on It's safe and calm if you sing along
This is the happy house-we're happy here in the happy house.
To forget ourselves-and pretend all's well There is no hell.
Celebrate Fireworks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Thursday, July 2, 2020
I want to go home, Lena.
I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna go back
I don't wanna go back to work
A sitting duck in pandemic soup
is not my cup of tea
just want to be home in my own germies
Wednesday, July 1, 2020
Home is where I want to be
Handwash not brainwash
E. pluribus unum
July 4th spells
burning three snakes simultaneously
White russian with a poot
mixed with a drumpf
Flush it away
dreams about human waste
Probiotic or prebiotic?
Handwash not brainwash
We the people chant
E. pluribus unum
shadow spirits of ourselves multiply and spread out over the country,
heading east
to overcome the white house throwing a tantrum
all the shadow spirits come together to make a giant shadow spirit of you
hold it down, lull it, try to lull it, rocking back and forth
if you made it rest, good.
if not, it was still productive.
I hope you have a yard and someone to be with and sparklers
lots of sparklers.
Labels:
4th of July,
poetry,
Talking Heads,
This must be the place
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