I am in misery.
For when I am in misery
The poem ceases to be
Words crafted and chiseled
From abstracted thought.
The poem begins to be me.
August 31, 2000
4.41 pm, Thursday
Camera phones & wishing bridge
June 7, 2007
Just because the mind
would not write, you
rationalize with every smoke
you blow.
The inconvenience of a
mental block hides
behind the butt of a
cigarette, how convenient.
At the end of every
expired Winston is
a tag that says "writer",
and how you need the
inspiration for the mind
to explore, so you
swim on the thought of
dipping your pen in
malt, or vodka…
You ponder on the
required conflict
that tears the
poet apart, seeing
none that volunteers
itself at the moment,
you reach for a stick and
judgment swing like
a pendulum….
Title: Smoke Again Bohemian
Date: September 15, 1995
I took this photo using my camera phone during my lunch period yesterday, while waiting for my food to be served at Box O' Rice. I just have to mention that now they listen to customers. Whereas before they simply disregard request to cook eggs "well done", now they dutifully take note of requests like that. Anyway, it seems my camera phone has magic.
After my lunch, the Tic Tac disappeared. No trace at all. Now, if I take pictures of those a-hole mentors using my camera phone, will they disappear too? Without a trace?
This reminds me of Alex's and mine's favorite spot in Commonwealth Avenue. That footbridge in Ever Gotesco. For so many instances, while Alex and I wait for our respective rides home, we talk about certain people working in Convergys, then when a few minutes that person will simply show up! We now call it our wishing bridge.
So this gives me an idea. I have this major grudge against some mentors in the Cyberesponse team. I'll take pictures of them using my camera phone. They'll disappear. When I'm done with the grudge and the vengeful mode, I'll stand next to Alex near the footbridge and we'll talk about the missing mentors.
However, the catch is, it only works if Alex and I both know the person we're talking about. And since Alex is not familiar with the a-hole mentors…..
Scottish Fantasy
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