Monday, February 16, 2009
absolution
someone is seeking absolution in a river; someone in a pond; someone has pushed that someone into the pond and instead of saving him (he asked or absolution, not swimming lessons) he instead saved a string of frog eggs, swallowed them, and is waiting for the kind of absolution he knows is not found between stained glass; someone is seeking absolution in a bottle; another in a glass pipe (the same that only a week ago was seeking absolution on a grasshopper); all this seeking, all these absolutions, no wonder a vodka has purloined part of the word, no wonder he with the collection basket has purloined the meaning of absolution - start a garden, kiss a snail, box a butterfly, and marry a rough stone. there's your god-darned absentee lotion.
absolute zero
today, my heart is at absolute zero — you say i am dramatic; i say, call an ambulance you stupid bee sting itch, but ask them to stop and pick up a dozen blue roses on the way
absolute value
the absolute value of odysseus is jesus (on a sheesh-that's-rude-bob) and the absolute value of pontius is thelonius and the absolute value of shrimp scampi is the leg cramp that woke me up last night and me bite down on my pillow for 56 seconds
absolute temperature
friggle is the absolute temperature of frigging the frigate inside a friggerator on the eve of the lip smacker's ball, no, bull, no, bill, no, bell, no bullfrog and mint julip derogations
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