Re-written

October 10th, 2009

Where will we go if we don’t know where we’ll be?

maybe to bed,
maybe to sleep.
You could go under the covers
and be out for a week
or head out into space,
to like, Pluto or Mercury–
where you’re so close to the sun,
you might burn up into bits so tiny
that you can’t even see any of these parts and pieces
that you used to be.
And that’d be fine,
if you want to settle here for now,
your molecular self just floating about–
and thinking that if you’re thinking,
then this must all be a dream!
As you orbit the sun
you think you know what this means
but ‘does not compute’
pops up on your screen
so as you begin to reboot like a robot machine
with rocket-thruster feet
and eyes shooting laser beams–
you fly out past the edges,
maybe toward Tattooine,
Remembering to an eye out for Jedi that might be protecting a queen.
Then your arms start changing to fit the scene,
and when you speak to R2D2, you act like you know what he means,
“Pee-o comma See-three?” you hear a nearby hologram speak,
all flickering and staticy and green.
Will you wake up?
No, not yet.
Not until these things burst at the seam.
Not until my whole head starts to sweat,
and my body starts shaking,
with a 100 100lb weights on my chest,
still tossing and turning,
until my fucking alarm lets loose with its crazy-ass beeps
as the day yawns, stretches and says,
“Good morning.”

Blogs are for Suckers.

July 16th, 2009

Suckers from 2003. In case you were wondering about the time in which those that were blogging were in fact suckers.  And now you know.  With things such as facebook, a relatively shallow-end of the pool version of a blog, and twitter, …which would be a puddle in this metaphor, people don’t need blogs anymore.  Blogs were used to convey thoughts.  They took time to write and usually had a theme (or pictures) behind them.  Twitter, though admittedly awesome, makes blogging useless. I don’t even care about my own blog anymore, forget whoever else’s blogs I used to visit (don’t worry jack, except for your’s… and you said).

I’ve blogged about the death of bloggig before, so before I bore you with anything too long and drawn out; here’s my plea: somebody out there tucked away between the internets, please invent a way to combine all the things onto one simple space.  Consolidate facebook and twitter posts with your wordpress or blogspot, mesh picassa and flicker and throw those photos up at the same bat channel.  That’s all I want. Don’t make me beg.  Everyone will like it more that way too, I promise.  Til then, Ima just use this old contraption to post rando comments and photos because I don’t make myself sign any terms or conditions first.

Love,

Anthony