| viaje a mexico |
[15 Jan 2006|05:00pm] |
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isnt it something...?
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[15 Jan 2006|06:59pm] |
it is something to question
or have in the past behind
not known what time was going
to make of the (any) situation.
and geese point but have lost
their sense of polarity. the world
has not much in the way of
grace. in the fashion of life;
confusing everything with everything
else.
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| some tr(p)i(g)ck |
[15 Jan 2006|07:16pm] |
you will love baseball in the
summer. like most fine things
it takes a caring, skill, AND craft
to do well; much like a child.
and a chance is all it needs, really.
fuck football and hockey
and american football and
basketball and synchronized swimming,
shotput, track racing, cross-country skiing,
and skateboarding; polo too, competetive bowling,
and rugby
(cricket, tennis, and golf also)
fuck them all straight to hell, to never
return, to hang only as a dim
patina'ed memory in the american
lexicon.
but baseball is the one, my friend.
if there was one, anyway - it would be
it.
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