Ok, I have no idea why I just started this blog (maybe just so I could have a "website"). So I did the whole [thefacebook] thing just to stay trendy. So sue me. But I think the whole idea of a blog is just stupid (I still do...sort of.). I mean, I can't keep a journal in real life, so what makes me think I'll be able to keep one online? It's just a personal deal, I guess. I'm not one much for listing out every little thing in my head, and personally, I don't want to. Also, I'm not much of a techno-geek and I'm not a person who enjoys sitting in front of a computer screen for the entire day. You miss too much of the wonderful world God created.
So, hopefully, I will keep this updated.
(Just so you know, this is the continuation from my first-ever blog on xenga. I do think this gives me more options though).
memento mori
Pull A String, A Puppet Moves
each man must realize
that it can all disappear very
quickly:
the cat, the woman, the job,
the front tire,
the bed, the walls, the
room; all our necessities
including love,
rest on foundations of sand -
and any given cause,
no matter how unrelated:
the death of a boy in Hong Kong
or a blizzard in Omaha ...
can serve as your undoing.
all your chinaware crashing to the
kitchen floor, your girl will enter
and you'll be standing, drunk,
in the center of it and she'll ask:
my god, what's the matter?
and you'll answer: I don't know,
I don't know ...
that it can all disappear very
quickly:
the cat, the woman, the job,
the front tire,
the bed, the walls, the
room; all our necessities
including love,
rest on foundations of sand -
and any given cause,
no matter how unrelated:
the death of a boy in Hong Kong
or a blizzard in Omaha ...
can serve as your undoing.
all your chinaware crashing to the
kitchen floor, your girl will enter
and you'll be standing, drunk,
in the center of it and she'll ask:
my god, what's the matter?
and you'll answer: I don't know,
I don't know ...