Archive for February, 2004

Stupid girl

February 27, 2004 Leave a comment

Nothing makes a phrase less sexy than hearing your philandering office mate say it to one of his many girls over the phone on the cubical behind you.

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The thing is…

February 26, 2004 Leave a comment

I’m 27, and getting old. Remember in The Breakfast Club, when Ally Sheedy says “When you grow up, your heart dies?” Well, I’m a lot saner than I was in high school or college. A lot happier, or at least a lot less miserable. I think.

If I’m tired now, I have to remember that I was at least as tired then. The thought of eventually having kids (the most exhausting experience in the world, I’ve heard, is conceptually beyond understanding, I’m afraid.

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On that note…

February 26, 2004 Leave a comment

Here is a poem about zombies, which I wrote after seeing 28 Days Later, a fine zombie flick.

Ode to Zombies (or There’s Nothing Sexy About Zombies)

Voodoo slave

You stumble like a zombie

Through the sugar dust fallout

It’s a sweet drug

Zombie love

Pure infection confection

Don’t stop breathing it in

Black magic’s got you


Inside you’re glowing like the sun

So hot

This fever shock won’t stop

In the meltdown

This heart’s a biohazard

Your eyes go epileptic

With spontaneous decay

Hunger penetrates

Like x-rays

To the bone

You’re mutating

You’re not the man I knew

This half-life’s really got you down

Premonition foaming on my tongue

Heart in your mouth

Our race is done

Spastic panic

Brain and body


Dusk slams down hard

So do I

One last lucid moment slips

Convulsion grips, or is it you

There goes the sun

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In the beginning…

February 26, 2004 Leave a comment

Hello, world.

This is an attempt to see if having an (imaginary) reader pool might help me focus. Too much MTV in the 80s just sapped the attention span right out of me.

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