gallas13

"Reality is merely an illusion, albeit a very persistent one."

-Albert Einstein

I woke up this morning and realized that come June my entire crew will either be: a) married, or b) gone.

this presents a problem. . .

"Never hold discussions with the monkey when the organ grinder is in the room."

-Sir Winston Churchill

i was reading one of these message boards the other day and some poor chump, evidently from new york, was going on and on about how much he wishes he was in la because all the women who put nekkid pictures up here seem to live there.

so,...
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The only way to get rid of temptation is to yield to it.

-Oscar Wilde

Lay Your Sleeping head, my love,
Human on my faithless arm:
Time and fevers burn away
Individual beauty from
Thoughtful children, and the grave
Proves the child ephemeral:
But in my arms till break of day
Let the living creature lie,
Mortal, guilty, but to me
The entirely beautiful.

-From "Lullaby" by W.H. Auden

I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.

- T.S. Eliot

I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And all you sweet girls with all your sweet talk
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't...
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Fire and Ice

Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what Ive tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To know that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

-Robert Frost

yeah so i know this old boston blue blood,...
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The Dover Bitch

So there stood Matthew Arnold and this girl
With the cliffs of England crumbling away behind them,
And he said to her, 'Try to be true to me,
And I'll do the same for you, for things are bad
All over, etc., etc.'
Well now, I knew this girl. It's true she had read
Sophocles in a fairly good translation
And caught...
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He rode over Connecticut
In a glass coach.
Once, a fear pierced him,
In that he mistook
The shadow of his equipage
For blackbirds.

-from Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird, Wallace Stevens

whenever life has got you down . . .when things just won't seem to go your way, may i humbly suggest the following: take your led zeppelin albums and hide them...
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since feeling is first
who pays any attention
to the syntax of things
will never wholly kiss you;

wholly to be a fool
while Spring is in the world

my blood approves,
and kisses are a far better fate
than wisdom
lady i swear by all flowers. Don't cry
--the best gesture of my brain is less than
your eyelids' flutter which says

we are...
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Pickle Belt

The fruit rolled by all day.
They prayed the cogs would creep;
They thought about Saturday pay,
And Sunday sleep.

Whatever he smelled was good:
The fruit and flesh smells mixed.
There beside him she stood,--
And he, perplexed;

He, in his shrunken britches,
Eyes rimmed with pickle dust,
Prickling with all the itches
Of sixteen-year-old lust.

-Theodore Roethke

tonight is punk cabaret....
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With lingering love she gazed at the dispersed
Colors of dusk. It pleased her utterly
To lose herself in the complex melody
Or in the cunous life to be found in verse.
lt was not the primal red but rather grays
That spun the fine thread of her destiny,
For the nicest distinctions and all spent
In waverings, ambiguities, delays.
Lacking the nerve to tread...
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