Thursday, September 22, 2005

inspiration, like a kennel!

falling hard, hard done burnt, burnt and cold, cold like a sick sweat, sweating like a dog in a kennel, the kennel is on fire.

PUT IT OUT!!!!

PUT IT OUT!!!!

PUT IT OUT!!!!

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

my mind is
a big hunk of irrevocable nothing which touch and taste and smell
and hearing and sight keep hitting and chipping with sharp fatal
tools
in an agony of sensual chisels i perform squirms of chrome and ex
-ecute strides of cobalt
nevertheless i
feel that i cleverly am being altered that i slightly am becoming
something a little different, in fact
myself
Hereupon helpless i utter lilac shrieks and scarlet bellowings.

e. e. cummings

Phx said...

Did you mean kernel instead of kennel? I imagined a popcorn kernel.

Brotha Buck said...

You're such a dadaist.

ghost said...

you remind me of a skinny puppy song man.

moofruot said...

put it BACK!!!

put it BACK!!!

put it BACK!!!

=|

Bailey said...

Nice.

Phx said...

Ohhh.... is this a reference to you feeling sick? I'm glad your fever has broken now. Took me long enough to get this, I guess. :P

Phil Plasma said...

It didn't start as early as Thursday, but there was the slight hint of it. Really the impetus for this post was that I was lacking inspiration for a post, so I started with the word inspiration. Following that I needed more than that for a title, so I used a random simile (I have a random simile generator in my brain, like a hemorrhaging sturgeon).

The content of the post is mainly figurative stream of consciousness.