Pumpkin pie

There is a pumpkin patch growing wild
I can see it from my window.

I know that sooner or later
there will be the noise and the gasoline
mingling with
the smell of grass and pumpkins being torn apart

perhaps someday I shall be able to buy such an aroma
from a very pretty but awkward girl over a glass counter
$89.99 for .75 ozs

and perhaps the pumpkin destroyer will come and kiss
the back of the awkward pretty girls hand
and passion and glass will break...

that aroma will sell for at least 119.99

and how come its always the small simple things
that break your heart.

Scientists have discovered...

that drinking beer while petting a cat is good for you! Though further tests achieved some 6 billion variations of results, most were generaly found to be positive.
In other news scientists were also said to have finally figured out the meaning of life. But just before a sceduled press conference the therem was retested and found to no longer hold true.

Thinking things should be different..... is a kinda Hell.

I had been drifting for awhile... and I don't rightly know how long of awhile that it has been - it had seemed quite a long while, but then it all became so goddamn enjoyable that I kinda lost track of time - then suddenly something in me was ripped clean out and off - like kinda hazy cotton gauze. And then I am suddenly more lucid and clear than I have ever been. I look up at the night sky and it is as if I could breathe all the crisp blackness right on in... and It all just kept rushing in... so refreshing and deep. soooo simple.
I smile and wonder.... how it all feels, and am quietly blown away & amazed by the echo.
I look and everything is this kind of seeing that finds nothing but an endless movement - it is a movement that becomes a stasis - a resonance - a gong sounding that is in fact its own ear - of course there is no way to explain this or put this into words. just more silly drunken laughter...
It is as it always is - how could anything be any diferent?