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July 14, 2007
He sits in a darkened room and listens carefully to the air as it circulates molecules tapping at the window pane considers the meaning of the word seething
tappping out staccato motes picoseconds apart he wonders how the neon spill from the buildings will taste
this is not the right data
moving below like ants with angel voices hears the street in the room armies marching border patrols the fan is soft insistent weaving through the burnt out husks of old conversations about Stephen Jay Gould gossip and idle chatter a score of bad conspiracy theories like attar between the toes of words
like surf traffic tide receding leaving behind the singsong driftwood of dinner dates and girls just back from graduation parties voices raised
and something is cracking behind the night sky that infests his eyelids like wasps
Datta. Dayadhvam. Damyata. In the original text they did not come in that order but
the feel of a nipple brushing softly against parted lips aching
frayed at the edges but holding out for the rain
Posted by daruma at 10:29 PM | Comments (2)
July 10, 2007
Forgotten? Jesus. Less Nessman used to be better than this.
Follow the link on the sidebar if you don't know what I'm talking about. There's stuff I want to write, but today it's just practice.
"Please be careful where you step, Gerald" Dr. Morbier intoned softly over a pale shoulder. "one of the big wheeled towers came on by itself yesterday and Nisby got sucked inside. We're still trying to get him out. Now, this is what we brought you here to see."
They stopped in front of a small group of researchers. Between them Gerald could make out the..... device. Most of the objects were several times larger than any of the research team - and there were giants in those days, he thought fleetingly - but this was almost smaller than Gerald. And curiously inert; no moving parts, nothing that clicked or whirred or flashed. Just three interlinked pieces of simple metal. True, they looked alien and strange; bizzarre indentations and grooves marked every surface, and one side was completely jagged. He studied them carefully.
"We think they have something to do with the portal" said the doctor. "We know that the race that used to live here before us used the portal often, and that one day they left and simply did not return. Maybe these artifacts were some kind of recall device and they were simply unable to get back."
Gerald was shocked. "Do you think that if we could get these to them in some way we could help them back? Or do you want to try and use the portal yourself? What do you know about the world beyond the portal? Anything could be out there."
"All I know is, Mr.Frisky's getting hungry again, and we're running out of tuna".
There was an uncomfortable pause as the huddled mice considered briefly the awesome terror of the devourer. Then, still shuddering, Gerald and the reasearch team went back to work.
Posted by daruma at 7:51 AM | Comments (3)
July 7, 2007
Admin note: mom, the fucking blog broke again.
I've come to realise I only write here when my life is in such complete fucking turmoil that I need an outlet, and then words become my refuge. I take that revelation as some kind of sign. There might be stuff going up soon.
If anyone is still reading at all, I've gone back to my old format (and blog name) for two reasons: things are a bit desperate, and If I'm gonna go out, then I want to go the same way I came in, 'cause I'm a sucker for poetic symmetry like that. The second reason is that I have an editrix who might be reading (Hi Annene! Enjoy the frudity!) and if she is, then the last desperate attempts I make with this blog are deditated to her and her gracious offer to exploit the hell out of me.
I'll put this all in the "about me" box in a few days, I just want to get back into the practice of writing entries. As the man says, "I been gone a long time".
I didn't have sense to save the good template. This one's full of fuck ups; the bottom containers aren't aligned properly, there are issues with justification and border space. If I manage to keep this going this time, I'm gonna have to fix that, but let's start small.
Hi.
Posted by daruma at 10:03 PM | Comments (4)