Saturday, February 14, 2004

black earth

scorched &
placed in mounds
for us to unremark
as we walk by

Friday, February 13, 2004

friday the 13th

on friday the 13th
someone posted thrice
in the hour of 3.

origami

this piece of paper
folded, creased, crushed.
    ~ darren

11th September 2001 (another pass at it)

In mine nine seconds of eternity
I hold no hatred,
but fly light,
with no secrets in my suitcase.

I stand in space,
arms spread out, fists clenched,
a representative
of humanity
sent to church to bow heads
and be solemn.

A moth watches the leaves go skeletal in the blaze.
A sandcastle falling through an hourglass.
I was in the capsule that crashed.
I suffered beneath the broken storeys.
I take the blame for it all.

Furious eternity
swallowed like a sword
in a cloud of choked fire.


     ~ darren

Thursday, February 12, 2004

radioactivity

does the radio have anything to do with radioactivity? well, uranium sure has something to do with radioactivity, and it's cool that at NIST the neutron building where i was working at is building 235. you know, like, uranium-235. neutrons are produced by radioactivity.

Wednesday, February 11, 2004

11th September 2001

In mine nine seconds of eternity
I hold no hatred,
but fly light,
with no secrets in my suitcase.

I stand in space,
arms spread out, fists clenched,
a representative
of humanity
sent to church to bow heads
and be solemn.

In free fall,
tenderness sticks her anxious fingers in
and massages my sweaty clitoris
into a becoming euphoria.

Furious eternity
swallowed like a sword
in a cloud of choked fire.

A moth watches the leaves go skeletal in the blaze.
A sandcastle in an hourglass.
I was in the capsule that crashed.
I suffered beneath decommissioned debris.
I take the blame for it all.

Time will place perspective into the splash of color
on the sidewalk as I see — saw it
smash slowly, swiftly
wrapping round my red vision.

This piece of paper
folded, creased, crushed


     ~ darren

Tuesday, February 10, 2004

here's to the homophobes

(if male): do lesbians bother you? probably not, if they're hot.
gay men => less men and more women => you're in greater demand because of lower supply.
so you should be happy each time 2 men hook up.
question: why is it you hate gays again?

(if female): it's a problem if the guy you like is gay, but you still like him, don't you?
so i guess women don't hate gays. and they probably don't hate lesbians either, because i don't know what i'm talking about, really.

Wednesday, February 04, 2004

dead

this blog has died, but not quite dead, or actually, more in the sense of if it was dead then it was lying around without giving off a foul smell of being dead, for it was still on the internet. it just had not moved for days, and was playing dead. but it's really more like working dead.

there are lots of deer here, at NIST. or maybe they're not called deer, but anyway, i'm not sure how they survive the winter, but they do. they have no clothes, and it's freezing out. and there's snow on the ground, and the grass is all yellow and withered and covered in snow too, did i mention? and i see them poke around and presumably they're eating the yellow snow-covered grass.

they leave nice hoof prints, though, unlike us hunter-humans, the most dangerous carnivores alive. the holes in the snow left behind by them are round, not elongated like shoes. but i guess in china when they still bound feet, ok, but let's not think about that, it's gross. my instant reaction is *gross* and then i wince and then i get angry, but not too angry, because it no longer happens, or so i think, so maybe i should still be angry, since after all women are still not getting their due.

anyway... like i was saying, this blog was pseudo-dead, but i did not kill it. i may be human, and humans may be destructive, but i did not kill it. people usually ask me if neutron beams can kill you. well, they're dangerous, and if you get blasted by the beam long enough, you would probably die.

it's late, and i'm not sure what we're doing here (at NIST). i expect we'll be going off soon.

oh, at dinner i got a fortune cookie that said me and my wife are going to be very happy, or something to that effect. they should have said spouse, because there's a 50% chance the fortune would not be true. i'm not against lesbian marriage or anything, rather, i'm for it, but you know what i mean. i mean, the fortune is already going to be wrong in quite a lot of cases. but ultimately, i quibble, because i got the fortune, and it's my fortune, and the fortune is true. =)