Motivation
It occurs to me that most people are lonely, to one extent or another. And that this is the driving force behind most of the things that people do.
Under the Skin
I think everything I’ve really liked has creeped me out just a little.
Passing the message
I just wrote the following on the rear of a five-dollar bill. The modern kind, you know, with all the white space.
When I was little
I knew a woman
who would give me
candy fish from a jar.
Her name was Helen.
She owned a fruit store
on main street.
Her voice had a rasp.
Her lip had a mustache.
When she gave change,
she did the math out
on a notepad
on the counter,
one step at a time.
She itemized each item.
She mouthed its name.
She looked to me
for affirmation.
I stared back.
Helen is dead now.
Her store is gone.
I still enjoy candy fish.
Legs
I just wandered everywhere in the room, trying to find my pajama pants, before I realized I was wearing them.
dumb invention #4567456.7-1/2
“Flash Mirror”, wherein the entirety of a reflected matrix, in respect to a given point, would be saved as an image for later showing or downloading to disk.