(Sketch Poem): In Bardo with Beckett Eating Celery Sticks

cruunNNCHH beckons the thicket of //
Green stalk fibers.
Not all mind grapes are food for thought. Some are made tough, tart to the point of inedible; others, ripe, supple for the taking. In every season, the vineyard is bountiful, and the distillery takes it all. 🧠🍇🍷

cruunNNCHH beckons the thicket of //
Green stalk fibers.

• Reason #1: Einstein didn’t say it. Though the quote is often attributed to him (and sometimes Mark Twain or Benjamin Franklin), there is no recorded evidence of Einstein himself ever having made this remark. In fact, the earliest documented instance of it being used is allegedly in a 1981 Narcotics Anonymous pamphlet. It also…

"What is the meaning of life?" // Philosophers ponder to no end // Like a dog chasing its own tail.

This term STINKS!

Many English speakers make the claim, “I sit in front of a screen all day.” This would imply the screen sits behind “me.” Yet, no doubt the screen sits squarely in front of me, even as you read these words from behind yours. Were I the screen, I would instead see a human face in…

I made the news today //
It all happened at once: //
Someone peering down at their //phone, alarmed as, //
All of a sudden, in a great reflex of //passion, //
I boldly declared, "fire, FIRE! Flee to the // nearest foxhole, now!"

THIS GOES WITHOUT SAYING

Creative BLOCKS Are Meant for Playing with: I’m unsure what to write about. All I know is the title. Come to think of it, I can’t even imagine what I would write about. Instead, I find myself writing rewriting expressions of frustration at not knowing what to write about…this so-called “creative block.” I’ll admit, I’m…