AN INCOHERENCE OF IMAGES AND QUOTATIONS
"THESE FRAGMENTS I HAVE SHORED AGAINST MY RUINS"
"Any material object which can give us pleasure in the simple contemplation of its outward qualities without any direct and definite exertion of the intellect, I call in some way, or in some degree, beautiful. Why we receive pleasure from some forms and colours, and not from others, is no more to be asked or answered than why we like sugar and dislike wormwood."
Ruskin, Modern Painters
child wosebagger pretending to drag race dad's camaro
500 Bay Lane, Key Biscayne
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2 pelicans above the water wheeled
to drop in synchronous and sudden falls.
I drove to Bay Lane where you had your place.
all gone today. behind new stucco walls
some stranger's palace with a roof of clay
obscures the yachts' reflections on the bay.
what did I come for? did the child I was
expect a ghost, or that the causeway led
back to the 70s, where I would find
you as you were? that you would not be dead?
I cannot bring you back. not with my will,
a Wallace Stevens poem, a daffodil.
how sharp they turned to dive, that ghostly pair.
I closed my eyes. they vanished in thin air
"Cambridge ‘really suits me fairly well’, Erasmus once confessed, but that did not stop him grumbling about the cold, his ‘grinding poverty’, the undrinkable beer and wine ..."
-P. Richards
runnin down a dream
that never would come to me
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workin on a mystery
goin wherever it leads
MY DUMBASS FRIENDS AND I ATE PIECES
of this candle at a party
JUST KILL ME
I was born too late to be Richard Nixon's girlfriend
he played Aeneas in a high school play. here's his account fom the memoirs
THAT IS ME
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1,000 years ago
riding a horse named Sam
who is still alive
if you want his autograph
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"Oh! Blessed rage for order, pale Ramon,
The maker’s rage to order words of the sea,
Words of the fragrant portals, dimly-starred,
And of ourselves and of our origins,
In ghostlier demarcations, keener sounds."
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(from the Wallace Stevens number "The Idea of Order at Key West." the photo is of shells on Sanibel)
WHAZZUP, WE SLUTTIN AROUND OR WHAT
"I used to wake up bright and early
Got my work done quickly, held my baby tightly, oh, boy!
Rye whiskey makes the sun set faster
Makes the spirit more willing but the body weaker"
IF YOU THINK
Richard Nixon is the only entity I've had a crush on, you are sorely mistaken.
honorable mentions: The Earl of Lemongrab; Greg Proops; James May; Erasmus; Shostakovich; Jon Arbuckle; Dale Gribble; Hannibal Lecter (as played by Hopkins); G. Mahler; Les Nessman; Freaky Fred from Courage the Cowardly Dog, and so forth. de gustibus non est disputandum!
this was the image on my dissertation cake.
it is a road in Lawrence county, KY.
I took the photo one winter night.
no one ahead, no one behind
BEN STEIN
lived the life of my dreams. speechwriter for Nixon, game show host. host of a gameshow, moreover, that was a smug celebration of his own cleverness. congratulations, Ben Stein--you walked so I could languish
"I got your drinkin money!
Tune up your dobro."
THAT'S MY GRANDPA
(below; on the left) George Wisenbarger. Master of Mischief. Simply the greatest.
"Let's go fishing, pal!"
THAT CAR
up there
was my dad's '62 Bel Air.
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YES, THAT IS
A
Richard Nixon commemorative plate on a column in my living room, because I am
UNHINGED
RED AS A CLAM
this is a phrase my enemy once uttered.
are clams even red? some clams are red, I guess.
"Beam me up, Mr Speaker."
-James Traficant, Youngstown football hero and fashion icon, Cincinnati desktop background
I MIGHTA BEEN BORNÂ
JUST PLAIN WHITE TRASH,
BUT FANCY WAS MY NAME
HERE'S YOUR ONE CHANCE FANCY DON'T LET ME DOWN
HERE'S YOUR ONE CHANCE FANCY DON'T LET ME DOWN
"Fancy" (Bobbie Gentry)
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"WE GET NOOOOOO SECOND CHANCE IN THIS LIFE
WE GET NOOOOOO SECOND CHANCE IN THIS LIFE"
"Captain Badass" (Jason Molina)
SOMEONE I KNOW PEED HERE
WHILE I KEPT A LOOKOUT
LARD BLESS THE DING DARLING WILDLIFE REFUGE ON SANIBEL. SURE HOPE IT FLOURISHES AGAIN SOON
Kim PossiBird
"FAIR AND FOUL ARE NEAR OF KIN
and fair needs foul"
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from Yeats "Crazy Jane Talks With the Bishop"
"BYE."
-Richard Nixon, at the end of many phone calls