Monday, November 1, 2010


cement doesn't last forever, but it will probably outlast me. the pavement fears only the jackhammer. the jackhammer is merely the pawn of the engineer, the engineer sits alone at his desk with pencil, paper and eraser making doodles of the psychedelic visions in his mind.  i remember a day when the cement hadn't yet dried. i fly under the radar of the wrecking crew.

1 comment:

  1. I love the metaphor of television as a psychologist. Come to think of it, television has probably done more for me personally than any therapist has. Dumb but true.

    Thanks for typecasting. The dry flavour of your poetic commentary never fails to appeal to me, and I look forward to each new entry.