College Life part 2It's been an interesting year, to say the least. I definately fucked up this semester, but it's nothing that I can't fix. In a way, it's probably a good thing, because when I go back in the fall, I should be more focused. My problem (one of them anyway) is that I just don't know what I want out of life. This semester I haven't had any time to think or breathe. Hopefully this summer I can straighten things out and pull my life together. Oh, and if anyone actually did read the stupid journal entry I did before this one, I didn't find any college chicks to hook up with. I Didn't really have time to deal with women this year.
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The Wild Rice in WinterHall Farran wakes to the cock’s call in a single-wide just off the bank of the Wild Rice River in the town of Mahnomen. With enough determination, the dirt road leads to Zerkel in the east and Hendrum in the westThe Wild Rice in Winter
near the North Dakota border.
Nothing but dead fish and beaver guts pump through that stream by Hall’s house. for breakfast: unripened fowl yokes,
scrambled and alone,
washed down with Wild River Scotch and the rising sun refracted
through his empty bottle collection that lines every empty space a mile from Sunday. So
by ~novanog
The Prisioner of the FecalithI.The Prisioner of the Fecalith
Stripped of all my personal affects— All collected, counted, catalogued; Squirreled away by uniformed bipeds Ticking and typing; a skeleton Of data regurgitated, to the point Of redundancy. And I, in a corkscrew miasma; Entangled in a vineyard for vital signs.
1.2
I become a human computer; My battery running on the constant Drip and drop of alkali I.V. Solutions. Blessed by The builder’s Benevolent flaws with used parts; Uncompatible vestiges, aptly named: The appendix.
2a
Please se
by ~novanog
Page of Haikus“The Sun”Page of Haikus
Bright glowing star light— So close; and yet, so remote: A green after-glow.
“Leaves of Grass Revisited”
Bare feet on green grass Trample nascent knives; daggers— Giants in their youth.
“Southern Gothic Haiku”
Bradford Pear Hot’n rotten meat Redolent reproduction.
“Hidden Spring”
Cloud cover; grey hue A gentle breeze, blowing by. Veiled cherry blossom.
“Political Intercourse”
Elephant and Ass Are colliding from afar; Despondent Congress
by ~novanog
And NowThe Full Moon shimmers bluish yellow As the little white dog runs away Old Man Winter puffing his last cigarette In the pre-dawn after-glow of a summer Night, no bird chirps, the silence says it allAnd Now
Soon, the Sun will rise again Soon, the Moon will pass away —Hidden in the light of May
Or so I would Imagine Or so I have been told What shimmers bluish yellow May soon give way to Gold
But fear not—O, my child For tomorrow never comes Because before you know it The light will fade away &nb
by ~novanog
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- Current Residence: Georgia
- Interests: writting, drawing, and sleeping
- Favourite movie: Donnie Darko
- Favourite band or musician: too hard to choose just one
- Favourite genre of music: Trance, punk, classical, and jazz
- Favourite artist: you
- Favourite poet or writer: myself
- Favourite style of art: minimalism
- Operating System: Windows XP
- MP3 player of choice: Winamp
- Wallpaper of choice: whatever I feel like
- Favourite game: DDR Max 2
- Favourite gaming platform: Playstation 2
- Favourite cartoon character: Popeye, because he is what he is
- Personal Quote: I am trapped in a Mobius strip called life
- Tools of the Trade: pencil, pen, keyboard, and brain
- AIM: psychobablefish
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