Caution : What you could come across in the process.

Insignificant references to my life, an abstract and distracted thought sequel, monotony, inconsistency, vague vague perception, whorish intellectualism, feminist bullshit, armchair activism, causes I try to relate to, sharp sarcasm, even sharper criticism, frivolous details.

Nonetheless Happy Reading.

Thursday, June 4, 2009

Here's a good one..

Death is a door knob made of flesh

Death is that angelic farm girl gored by the bull
on her way home,crossing the pasture
for a shortcut
In the seventh grade she
couldn't read or write
she wasn't a virgin
she was 'simple minded' we all said
It was May - a time of lilacs and shooting stars
She's lived in my memory for sixty years

___Jim Harrison.

5 comments:

Sudar said...

death, reminds me of the trial - Kafka. The gore... aah worsht pain.
and in the story, the worst part is all this happens on his b'day. :O shit... dude... weird. ;)

tasha said...

why did you give it away?!!
i was keen on reading it..i got it recently..
fuck you

tasha said...

love you all the same though..:)

Sudar said...

watever man ...

Sudar said...

besides.. i didnt give anything away... u'll see it for urself if u ever read the book... cheer up.