Eternal Return—limited edition

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Let’s count these feelings[1] and if we find 3 degrees of background radiation I will alert my dentist and he can alert his secretary’s sister they have been sleeping together in the back of his Pontiac on Mulberry St. every Monday and Friday[2] unless cavities come first she will invariably show her distress to her seamstress[3] over suspicious glasses in Panara Bread[4] her jaw drops etc. and apparently she drives straight[5] over to the art-ist in residence residence it’s not her residence her boyfriend lives there and makes copper plates with quasi-apache prints on them[6] he wears a sombrero that is trimmed around the outside    that makes it a basket    he saunters[7] down the stairs watches Alley McBeal[8] and calls his drug dealer he tells him about the background radiation lurking on the event horizon of the universe[9] a chilly 3 degrees of Calvin and Hobbes above total    that’s it no more    zero the drug dealer is calm and informs the lounging art-ist of the activity of historical science and he explains the asymmetry of overdetermination[10] the art-ist flips over his sombrero and crams it full of squash and colorful gourds[11] to put in the foyer the drug dealer has a family and informs them of the eerie radiation over a dinner of braised spare-ribs carefully prepared by his wife[12] his son tried to calm down the wailing family with a poem about the foot of snow balancing on the porch railing but the daughter had grown tired of reading poem’s that looked like the topographical[13] view of a thinned forest they made her mouth feel salty[14] it reminded her of her ex-boyfriend[15] and she thought about the biggest bang and that emanating pulse of particles     now waves now particles!     And turned her back on it[16] cold and full of false positives and false negatives coughed up blank[17] only then could she tell her high school teacher about the radiation and he asked if she lived carefully under powerlines or near Russia[18] and it occurred to him that it could be cooked[19] if one snuck up behind it fast enough[20] but she said no you had to look at it like a series of wrong answers that were made right and they were waiting out in the field     waiting waiting     to be called in[21]



[1] Just for the sake of having a mark in the sand.

[2] Sex is only fun when it’s scheduled—see attached pie chart.

[3] That was lazy.

[4] I’m still fucking baffled.

[5] Everything is an accident if we continue to lie lie lie

[6] The last one was a bald eagle feather floating in a lake; only the feather was reflecting a horse like it was the one with all the pizzazz…

[7]Maybe it was the theme song from Caddy Shack

[8] Duh.

[9] There are inevitably some questions about Sam Neil and whether New Zealand is a real country—and where is Zealand for that matter?

[10] Refer: the Different Strokes episode when Dudley and Arnold are indirectly molested and are left with a lot of questions—naturally.

[11] It’s fucking fall!

[12] There were basil potatoes and arugula, stay down, I’ll get it.

[13] A system of looking, not an application process.

[14] Her words, not mine.

[15] A steady state theory needs proper introduction.

[16] Evidence that it is our strongest tool against forward facing.

[17] There have been times swimming where I was quite sure I was discovering planets.

[18] I really wish I had an anecdote about Gunner Joe.

[19] Regardless of ripeness.

[20] If you have sex in an alley, it’s no longer an alley.

[21] June means winter in Brazil; one can’t just move around that.

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