June 19th, 2007

scout

so this one, and one more, and homework's done

In some unknown-durationed sluggish spell,
An earthworm. It's not dead. Perhaps it's been
Chopped off---this part alive, if not full well,
Adjusting to where it now starts and ends.
Amazing thing those earthworms do. Last week
The moon slipped down to nothing---"new," we say,
Such optimists. It’s easy, though, to be,
When waxing's scheduled right down to the day.
No fun, of course, were everything so set.
And that worm segment won't care, when it's showered---
Tonight, tomorrow---and it's happ'ly wet,
If rain had been predicted to the hour.
That's us who want signs happenstance will call,
And wonder whether it will come at all.
marianne

before she was Catwoman

[update --- link now to an .mp3, not an .mp4] [not that any of ya'll are gonna listen anyway, from the looks of it]

[*spit* *spit* is this thing on??]

[hey, this is your opportunity to hear some genuine old-school vinyl noise.]

[it's Catwoman, fer cryin' out loud! the tough Catwoman, not the roll-over-for-Batman one who foiled him with her feminine vulnerability---what kind of bullshit was that]

"Hey Jacques" -- Eartha Kitt, 1955

fun, i think