1263 1 1
|
Jack Krackenthorpe, Director-General of MI-5, sat alone drinking tea in Lee Ho Fook, a third-rate Chinese restaurant in Soho a mile from his Curzon Street office.
|
126331
|
And the urban sprawl doesn’t hesitate. All around me, I taste the aftermath of bricks, dust and dirt, freshly laid concrete slabs.
|
126300
|
when I said good morning I meant
|
126322
|
Let your father stay
through that dinner
when his mistress needed him,
while your mother was on the verge.
|
126253
|
POETRY IS DEGENERACY / IS A DISGUSTING HABIT
|
1262163
|
There are two, though, that stayed for more than just a little while: Marvin and Oscar. Marvin was married and that's all I have to say about that. Oscar wasn't and it seemed as though he wasn't planning on getting married either. What a petty man he was.
|
126210
|
When I was a boy and just out of seminary school, I went to a Doors concert and heard Jim Morrison sing his song ‘Soft Parade’ – it changed my life.
|
126280
|
Despite kryptonite not actually existing it became possible to buy, for 300 dollars, pieces of kryptonite on eBay. Personal protection, the sales pitch said. The pieces of kryptonite looked suspiciously like green plastic.
|
126200
|
Do you know what it is to crave something? Of course you do. But this was different. This was beyond craving.
|
126222
|
Is this a tenure track position?
|
126232
|
|
126221
|
The first intimation that something was afoul was when his computer crashed.
|
126271
|
The new poetry
comes in shining
metal boxes
covered in glass
so you can peer in.
|
1262108
|
|
126230
|
Thérèse Defarge felt the first drop around ten.
|
126253
|
His eyes begin to glisten like hot green wax pooling around the
wick
of a
pretty little candle.
|
126274
|
|
126221
|
A meaningful conversation Subdued the huge Toys “R” Us question mark Standing sun-bleached and sprinkler-dirtied In our flowerbed On the patio Explode your fanny pack, A clinking most dangerous The Mysterious: Its …
|
126252
|
This year, instead of giving roses or candy for Valentine's Day, why not give something your spouse will never forget.
A brand new divorce!
|
126210
|
The lace fell through the fingers, wrinkled and nimble they had become too used to avoiding the finite objects in life which needed attention. The white cotton sat loosely on her shoulders, the collar exposed the skin which had become dry and her shoulder
|
126243
|
|
126222
|
I caught a fragment of a charged argument as I passed them. The young man said, “Well, I am talking about love.” And the young woman with equal volume checkmated with, “Well, I am talking about money.” Though their lives were none of my business, this exc
|
126142
|
Imagine this: One day you are walking down the street (wearing your protective mask, of course, the cloth one you bought the other day because you liked the color and design) when, by chance, you happen upon a strange sight.
|
126176
|
They wink at me as if to share/
a cosmic joke whose punch line’s still/
a couple dozen light years out
|
126111
|
I had put the child's wagon, which had been red once, back together again. “Honey”, I said, “I found out the garbagemen will pick up concrete this month.” So, I put…
|
126152
|
Fingers scrabble idly at pocket seams, forage between teeth, grasp for tepid cups, patter a drumbeat on knees.
|
126196
|
" No honest poet can ever feel quite sure of the permanent value of what he has written: he may have wasted his time and messed up his life for nothing."--T.S. EliotI think, okay now I know, the poem's starting to wear off. But I'm alive, at least…
|
126100
|
Last week I heard that there is a new horror movie out about Abe Lincoln, with the plot of the film involving the tallest of presidents hunting down vampire bats with his axe while suspending habeas corpus, writing lame speeches about the freedom of man, restoring the…
|
126121
|
Every spring, outside on the back deck, my mother and I have the same talk about how time flies, and she always waves her hand in the air as if swatting at a fly, but there's never anything there. She thinks the lilies will live all summer spread like a rainbow,…
|
1261159
|
Other pathways are more satisfactory. They are more closely attuned to music of the other world. Even so, the heat eventually burns them up.
|
