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Hello, He's Eugene

Eugene Mirman nails it here:

If You Read This, You Will Have Sex

DMK RIP

I am beginning to believe
[And "beginning" is the key word]
Am beginning to feel
That one of two things, or perhaps both
Are beginning to happen here

If, firstly, change is pending
Then notions a-stirring are consistent
With the omens and premonitions
Sparking the neurons and mixing the
Potions endocrine

If, secondly, and as succinctly stated
By the prince of otters
"Something big is about to happen"
Then that, too, probably helps complete
The complex psychic universal jigsaw puzzle

Of course
This journey will NOT be without some turbulence

Now For Something Lighter

Roses are red
Turtles are green
This is the worst fucking poem
That you've ever seen

A Public Service Message

The Long Ride Into Winter - Part II

And now we enter that period
Of the horrible, horrible blackness
The wintertime again

Thoughts turning inward and losing signal
Broken and unloved
All over and over again

When the sun shines
I do feel the warmth on my hands and face
But it is cloudy today – tomorrow

So ashamed of all I have built
And all I have aspired to be
Lying in ruins created by those demons

And pondering options
Of the face-saving exits
However transparent or unholy

Happiness, fulfillment, satisfaction
Cannot ever be dependent
Upon other or others

We have to fill our own shoes
Somewhere karma became a radical new philosophy
For yuppies and television producers

Laid bare with guts exposed like
Chipper the happy chipmunk
Dead in the road for all the children to poke at

Maybe happy is not a place to be after all
But the hell of atheists and artists
That we sold our souls to become

Favorite Pictures of 2005 - Now Up

Uh, my '05 best pics are up on middlespace.

Also see, 2002 and 2003. 2004 SUCKS! Do not look (I have to re-pic '04 someday).

Uh, thanks and stuff.

-me

One Dozen Haiku - $3.99

Magic happenings
Forced friction fatalities
Encounters splendid

Graduation peers
Exchanging poetry notes
Or lunch on Wednesdays

Of Chinese takeout
Television dinner tray
Clouds of orange and white

Roaring of dragons
Gasoline and grass cuttings
Boxes from grandma

Perceptions ingrained
Notions systemic of norms
Without reference cues

The sounds from the depths
When the salmon swim upstream
Will drown out rivers

Hands and feet and backs
The parts that equal the wholes
Arranged like photos

Uncompromising
Positions of no return
Triplet eighth note birds

Amazing powers
Restraint and disciplined will
Ability thoughts

Pinky chaperone
Potential satisfaction
Blissfully enveloping

The curator’s job
Assist artists find their voice
Then tuck them in bed

When the ending comes
Weighty burdens of dying
Lift like springtime morn

Else

One has to laugh
at how ridiculous
the world around us
has become

else we'd cry
our eyes out

Oh My Damn, By the Milligram!

050 mg - OK, that's a start
100 mg - Ummm, that's the right part

125 mg - Oh, my you're high
150 mg - Was that a fly went by?

175 mg - Feelin' now kind of sick
200 mg - Can't breathe well, how 'bout a kick?

225 mg - You're the king of leisure
250 mg - Goddamn, that's a seizure