out a Wordsworth poem

My Heart Leaps Up
  –William Wordsworth

My heart leaps up when I behold
   A rainbow in the sky:
So was it when my life began;
So is it now I am a man;
So be it when I shall grow old,
   Or let me die!
The Child is father of the Man;
And I could wish my days to be
Bound each to each by natural piety. 

 

about visions of the mad

A madman and sleeper, seer of a thousand impossible visions, who sees when he imagines. The demon who comes in the first moments of sleep and remains long after waking; the demon he saw, heard, and answers.

 

creative writing “brain performance”

Obscene intellectual contagious projectile changing math course physically. Dark designer programming his own hell. His own particles’ idea of hell. A secret about math and luck. Porch light waves bonded and corrupted by battery applied force.

Stand right there and see three moving clocks a day. Sunshine eats lives away. Stand here I can see nobody escaped. One detainee was a pilot, another a programmer, another a shoemaker. To keep them all inside a design by design.

—or posts—a picture

about passing a bad check at Kinko's

One time this dude came to the Kinko's counter with a check already filled out to pay for an order he'd placed. His right eye was bloodshot bad, I was looking right at it. He wanted cash back from paying with this sort of real-lookin check. The store was ripped off by this man.

 

about the St. Patrick's Day Uber ride

The driver spouted gibberish. Various directions. How could we trust him? We were in a drinking situation—pretty far along into it. But we had to trust someone at this point. We ended up within a mile of the house, which was good enough.

(posts) the poem "Sure"

Sure
 —Arlene Tribbia

I miss my brother sure
he drank Robitussin
washed down with beer
sure he smoked dope
& shot heroin
& went to prison
for selling to
an undercover cop

& sure he robbed
the town’s only hot dog stand,
Gino’s like I overheard
while I laid on my bed
staring up at the stars
under slanted curtains

& sure he used to
leave his two year old
son alone so he could
score on the street

but before all this
my brother sure
used to swing me up
onto his back, run
me around dizzy
through hallways and rooms
& we’d laugh & laugh
fall onto the bed finally
and he’d tickle me
to death sure