Is it right? You know, to borrow images from the internet? I typed in "moment" into google and then chose images and I found this picture.It's self referential And I like the stories of the people that I read about from the websites that I borrow an image
I use them for inspiration, though this entry seems relatively less inspired Perhaps it's more about giving a bit of background to the process To give the form a bit more intention and one hopes gives you something more
I'm listening to Dutch news in Dutch I swear they just said, "someone doing heroin died smoking barley," but I could be wrong My Dutch isn't very good
Alright, I've rationalize my minor thievery: It's on the internet and that makes it fair game
And this is crap, really Shit Feces The rationalization, that is
They are really just pictures that move me and you will have to spend the time to find their source It's really too much work for me I'm lazy Though I did go to the Plumb Library and plumbed their archives They are in Stratford in Connecticut Do they sell Avon products there? What ever happen to Avon, the company, anyway? Did they get bought out by Mary Kay or Acme?
There were moments that passed Terrorized moments as time drew itself out
To have several moments pass, but only one thought
The thought that no one wants to think: I am not real and this is not happening
Even if you're standing in front of a tree in someone's yard on the sidewalk
Cars passing with children screaming in the back yard
The one horrific thought can no longer be blocked out: I am not real and this is not happening
This is not a dream, becuase a dream is something
This is nothing; it is not real
I could only do one thing
Panic and run
Run to the nearest thing that was so familiar it had to be real: the nearest bar, even though I'd never been there before, it was the most famliar place possible
It was a real-enough bar with real-enough drinks
I ordered two, just to make sure I would get one
The bartender said, "you can only have one-at-a-time"
I said, "I don't have time This world has to become real"
Each sip became more real until I was drunk and everything felt right and reasonable, just like I had last left it
Frank Sauce
- By Jeffrey Bershaw
- from Portland, OR
- I'll try to write as little as possible. I'm a little man with high hopes, pipe dreams and little machines inside that keep me writing.
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