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haha take that, damien hirst!

this is the kind of muse i need

from oglaf.com

every morning

john campbell is one of my favorite webcomic artists / artists working today.  picturesforsadchildren.com

bruce willis is a good actor

when i’m in need of a pick-me-up, but only have about five minutes to spend on it, i usually find myself watching this video.  it really helps:

I’m Bruce Willis from wreckandsalvage on Vimeo.

music and people

this song always reminds me of a passionate ex of mine.  and, it’s gorgeous.

waking up at 7 am on saturday morning and realizing my ex-lover had come home with me last night, sloppily drunk, accidentally setting the paper in the typewriter on my table on fire, pouring water over it and losing a poem that wasn’t really worth it anyway. and then have sex over and over in the blue morninglight, breaking more things in my room, the chair falling over, my laptop falling to the ground, probably waking up my neighbors my ashtray spilling cigarettes and ash over everything on the ground which is where i keep everything. and then parting amicably how did that ever happen?  i give up everything for a nice pair of legs. i’d rather write an enormously pretty pair of legs than a novel. walk around bushwick with some iced coffee take stimulants and looked at buildings we can rent to start our venue finally time to do something i like

i have a date tonight to go to a reading.  i said “are there any open slots?”

she said no.

she said “ i  will be dressed as the emperor in invisible cities…”

i said “ i am marco polo, and i have traveled far and wide, and i have beauties and curios i would wordlessly share with you.”

cook the steak i bought while walking, lie on my bed and watch the planes pass by the top third of my window, one after the other, all going somewhere other than here

To His Coy Mistress

Had we but world enough, and time,
This coyness, lady, were no crime.
We would sit down and think which way
To walk, and pass our long love’s day;
Thou by the Indian Ganges’ side
Shouldst rubies find; I by the tide
Of Humber would complain. I would
Love you ten years before the Flood;
And you should, if you please, refuse
Till the conversion of the Jews.
My vegetable love should grow
Vaster than empires, and more slow.
An hundred years should go to praise
Thine eyes, and on thy forehead gaze;
Two hundred to adore each breast,
But thirty thousand to the rest;
An age at least to every part,
And the last age should show your heart.
For, lady, you deserve this state,
Nor would I love at lower rate.

But at my back I always hear
Time’s winged chariot hurrying near;
And yonder all before us lie
Deserts of vast eternity.
Thy beauty shall no more be found,
Nor, in thy marble vault, shall sound
My echoing song; then worms shall try
That long preserv’d virginity,
And your quaint honour turn to dust,
And into ashes all my lust.
The grave’s a fine and private place,
But none I think do there embrace.

Now therefore, while the youthful hue
Sits on thy skin like morning dew,
And while thy willing soul transpires
At every pore with instant fires,
Now let us sport us while we may;
And now, like am’rous birds of prey,
Rather at once our time devour,
Than languish in his slow-chapp’d power.
Let us roll all our strength, and all
Our sweetness, up into one ball;
And tear our pleasures with rough strife
Thorough the iron gates of life.
Thus, though we cannot make our sun
Stand still, yet we will make him run.

The Emperor of Ice Cream

Call the roller of big cigars,
The muscular one, and bid him whip
In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.
Let the wenches dawdle in such dress
As they are used to wear, and let the boys
Bring flowers in last month’s newspapers.
Let be be finale of seem.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

Take from the dresser of deal,
Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet
On which she embroidered fantails once
And spread it so as to cover her face.
If her horny feet protrude, they come
To show how cold she is, and dumb.
Let the lamp affix its beam.
The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

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