Metanonsense
The Day I Spooned My Own Eyeballs Out (and what a mess!)
0 Comments Published May 14th, 2007 in Play-By-Play, Poetry, Whitworth, Metanonsense.Observe the man in its natural habitat
observe how closely the end of the academic year resembles the end of the world
observe a smiling emo armageddon,
and join him in laughter and autopastiche.
And to his miscreant neighbors and compatriots:
a phallic salute and nasty words. We’re done here.
[springtime and ends
like pilots and bends–
up is not up, and where’s
down […]
A Manifesto Which Says STOP THINKING
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It’s Apparently That Time of the Month for Kyle Pflug
Two thoughts.
One: This game has too many rules.
Two: That’s because it’s not an effing game.
Sociology, communication studies, even theology and philosophy have obsessively constrained relationships and basic methods of human interaction into boxes. Here we have this absurd world […]
every plan is a tiny prayer
2 Comments Published March 6th, 2007 in Play-By-Play, Ruminations, Whitworth, Metanonsense.I think it’s important to be very deliberate in living, and to make sure that money doesn’t become something we do for its own sake, but rather a means to a deliberate end – namely, freeing our lives to be more about social realities and less about material substitutes. This has occurred to me a […]
I’ve Taken My Time With This One
1 Comment Published March 22nd, 2006 in Play-By-Play, Whitworth, Metanonsense.So, this one has been a few days coming, but hey. That’s how these things go. No pictures in this update, unfortunately; I have a few pictures on my phone, but I forgot to bring my bluetooth adapter or my little USB cable, so they’re stuck there and I’m too lazy to email them to […]
The way I approach:
My world like Heisenberg’s –
With uncertainty.
Nothing falls like pine–
The delicate from the strong,
of the same substance.
Call it a symmetry,
Where so much aligns, triune:
A tree, and I, and you.
