Archive for December, 2007
Monday, December 31st, 2007
Med
He didn’t own a whistle. He didn’t wear a hat. He sloped along staring into the hazy blue sky in his striped oxford shirts, khaki slacks, and brown hiking boots. His long arm cradled a clipboard — a token to coaching conformity. He spoke to his young runners in pleasant, even tones — one-by-one — [...]
No Comments » - Tags: koop by Andrew Koop
Saturday, December 29th, 2007
Does Not Compute
Bob cheered as his favorite team scored the winning touchdown of the game. He was already wasted, but the after party was just beginning…
It had been a long couple days for Sylvie, working the graveyard shift at the hospital- three ICU drive-by victims had died, two fourteen year old girls and a toddler. No [...]
No Comments » - Tags: Francesco by Francesco Prano
Saturday, December 29th, 2007
Trying to Dream of Electronic Sheep
Today, I realized that I’m going to die.
I was sitting on the couch and listening to some music when some strange thoughts entered my mind:
“What if I die tonight?”
“What happens when you die?”
“Will anyone notice?”
I felt cold. I wanted someone around me, some other person to remind me that I was still alive. Maybe another [...]
1 Comment » - Tags: contemplation, death, electronics, evolution, robots by julius
Friday, December 28th, 2007
Radioactive
For Breath by Breaking Benjamin
Laziness hit an all-time high, or low- depends on your outlook on life. Cup Noodles in the container, run the tap as hot as it goes. Not hot enough. Damn. Pop the whole thing in the microwave, ignore the Laws of Logic and Reason: nuking plastic poisons the food. Screw it. [...]
No Comments » - Tags: Francesco by Francesco Prano
Tuesday, December 25th, 2007
Broken Rhythm (Kitchen Magnet Blurbs, Part I)
linger at the secret stream of life,
kill the sacred angel with trust and night.
sail from our universe
so to not see me die
when she embraces eternity.
you smile and ask why,
influence heart and mind
with your beauty like delicious poison.
we must wake from this slow-dancing fever
regret this lie and understand
perhaps we will change in time
for there is always [...]
1 Comment » - Tags: Francesco, poetry by Francesco Prano
Saturday, December 22nd, 2007
Respite
Glass castle of the forest
To see the leaves
without a sneeze
Temple of light
no shadows
tall alone
Unknown beauty
observing
fragility
No Comments » - Tags: koop, poetry by Andrew Koop
Wednesday, December 19th, 2007
Overnight Sensation
The Constelluchi brothers founded CStine Inc., shortly after graduation. The triplets all earned their Bachelors of Information Science and shared aspirations in the blossoming field of Nanotechnology. Their work quickly garnered much respect within inner circles. The up-and-coming tech giant Biosplat paid the brothers two million dollars to pursue their NanoMesh patent — a light-weight [...]
No Comments » - Tags: koop by Andrew Koop
Tuesday, December 18th, 2007
30
30 you’re just
a number, too but
still my life shatters
on your approach but
by the time you arrive
i’m reassembling
devoid of
kings horses and
kings men
i’m forced to
gather the
pieces myself
but since these
little jagged bits
are already crumbled
i’m finding a
better way to
put them together.
3 Comments » - Tags: andylievertz by Andy Lievertz
Tuesday, December 18th, 2007
98.6
98.6
you’re just a number
why must you elude me
while I want for
nothing but
continuity
all i get instead
are your waves of
hot and cold
manipulating my body
like the throes
of a rollercoaster
i want to jump off this
click-clacking tormentor,
and hit the ground
one way or
another but preferably
feet first
No Comments » - Tags: andylievertz by Andy Lievertz
Monday, December 17th, 2007
Loaner
An empty three-year old, three bedroom sits in a breezy, dirt hill neighborhood. Furniture indentations and lightly scuffed walls cling to optimistic times — fading. A new coat of paint, fresh potpourri, and freshly baked cookies inject a shot of warmth. Dumpsters and dozers whine just outside — whispering the promises of tomorrow through echoes [...]
2 Comments » - Tags: koop by Andrew Koop
Saturday, December 15th, 2007
Do Not Disturb
Please do not disturb
the sign said.
Door number one.
Please do not disturb. The slightest perturbation could kill the occupant, sitting still and small on the bed. A small look into her mind reveals a chaos which is brutal in its relentless attack on her consciousness. Somehow sanity finds a clawhold and struggles to keep it. [...]
No Comments » - Tags: Francesco by Francesco Prano
Friday, December 14th, 2007
Nosewater
See a child. Water swept up my nose: a flip under waves or submerging too quickly. Pain and tears for pollen, dust, dander: fodder for weeping sinuses. Admire my cranial bulge. It fills to the brim between the eye sockets. I float from room to room, scattering tissues. Over the counter and into the living [...]
3 Comments » - Tags: koop by Andrew Koop
Sunday, December 9th, 2007
Stasis Staid Holidays
A whimsical unitard-clad gnome sits nestled at the very center of Earth. He strokes his technicolor beard — his only job. He does not wonder why. Why not? Micro-Geothermal wave thoughtslettes emanate from his creased forehead. Toasty broad spectrum nurtures while thirsty vibrations torture — towing the infinite loop. The gnome pilot stares unblinking straight [...]
1 Comment » - Tags: koop by Andrew Koop
Tuesday, December 4th, 2007
Citizen Foreigners
Time passes, life snowballs, gathering debris and dirt, eventually smashing into a tree and shattering. There’s a chance to start again but it won’t be much like its old self. The pieces fall to be gathered by other snowballing lives…
“What’s with all the furniture?”
“It’s for you.”
He climbed out of the truck, slammed the door halfway [...]
1 Comment » - Tags: Francesco by Francesco Prano
Sunday, December 2nd, 2007
Weight, Stop Thinking
Do not want to stop thinking
you–burden me–no
reassurance–remind my frailty,
hopeless humanity, believe
you are everything AND more
to yourself–world–like air
abundant oxygen, carbon-dioxide,
gas by gas; invisible & needed.
Puniness puts pound on pound,
weight by you, with you &
all on all world be lost
if I take you–suffocate in loss.
Thought drown–my battle
unresolved–you visible to–them,
invisible–me, deprive world;
I cannot–sacrifice me.
No Comments » - Tags: frailty, sacrifice, weight by Joel Barker
Saturday, December 1st, 2007
Blubber Blue
I’m strolling on the pier with the gulls overhead swooping endlessly and a shadowy bulge emerges from the tide below — massive whale on the land — it lurches forward on flipper legs, bellowing through its slimy sword teeth. People scream hoarsely; they run, but I’m just standing. There’s something reassuring about this sluggish beast; [...]
