the turn my hart took for the worse

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Thursday, September 8, 2011

the bukowski of bridgeland and the dreams she makes come true

simple [9:31 AM]: good morning dear

ishmael [9:31 AM]: good morning

there's a new murakami book coming out

simple [9:33 AM]: that is wonderfully exciting

or at least I am excited

frantic with excitedness

in caslon bold

ishmael [9:39 AM]: i forwarded the email to your gmail account

simple [9:57 AM]: do you have facebook now?

ishmael [9:59 AM]: no, i will never have facebook

simple [9:59 AM]: i didn't think so

ishmael [9:59 AM]: not even when tempted by haruki murakami

simple [10:00 AM]: so he has posted his chapters on facebook

aaahhh

ishmael [2:39 PM]: let me know how they are

simple [2:57 PM]: the chapters? certainly lady.

Monday, April 19, 2010

three kinds of yes

three kinds of yes today and all i
know right now
is sun is setting. not that it bothers me,


but the census lady came by
the other day

'first name?'

a.r.t.i.c.u.l.a.t.e.d.

'last name?'

r.e.p.e.a.t.

'do you have and dogs or cats?'

s.a.d.l.y.n.o............






i wish i was a wolf cub. urbanite canis familiaris
howling and acceptable.

under the ink black sheath of
arctic under growth accessibility


to pacts and tribunal
ascension to an extension of my
littered awareness in karma