I Flunked The Solipsism Final [Today's News Poem, November 30, 2010]

I Flunked The Solipsism Final [Today's News Poem, November 30, 2010]

I almost jumped the dorm to prove my body's form
Was weaker than conviction.
I screamed at vodka swirls—a room of flirty girls.
I tried to teach them solipsism
Was more than acid trips or subtle bait for lips.
I'd die a virgin king like Jesus Christos
And scare them off the booze forever, while I'd lose
The life I swore I would destroy to prove the theory:
Nothing's real but mind itself. And life? Unkind
And dream, with spirits feigning human feeling.
Stronger than a will to live, I jumped the sill.
"I want to die," I kept repeating.
Angels never look at those they've cursed with books
And never stay the slaughter.
Those daughters wanted husbands, not a man:
They left me where I'd surely leap my faith
To death to prove exactly nothingness.
You pulled me off the fourth floor precipice
And wiped the vomit off my face—you used your shirt.
"I want to die," I kept repeating. "So do I,"
You said, "but don't."

"A student armed with a handgun held 23 other students and a teacher hostage for several hours on Monday before shooting himself at a high school in Marinette, Wis., which borders the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, the authorities said."
—MONICA DAVEY, The New York Times, November 29, 2010
http://www.nytimes.com/2010/11/30/us/30hostage.html

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Maybe Cory Doctorow Will Take Some of the Stink Off Self-Publishing

I wish I liked his writing as much as I like his thoughts on writing. Then again, I've probably read the wrong compositions, because people insist I _should_ be a fan of his:

http://www.npr.org/blogs/alltechconsidered/2010/10/25/130811846/doctorow

TL;DR? Want summary?
1) Uses Lulu.
2) Gives away most writing. Some will be fans and buy anyhow.
3) Uses social networking to promote sales, build awareness, and edit his book.
4) Accepts commissions and other assorted revenue opportunities.

Maybe people will stop thinking self-publishing is only for clowns.

Well, I might be a clown, but let me be a tragic one with a wee bit of nobility...

Not the sort that sells burgers.

On that note, buy my book!

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Chance Encounter With Brain Meat [Today's News Poem, June 1, 2010]

Chance Encounter With Brain Meat [Today's News Poem, June 1, 2010]

You're slipping. Your balance is missing. The sidewalk
Is taking your chances—you're sliding. A moment
Of doubt and then nothingness. Lying with mittens
In snow, you can't laugh, but it's funny. You hurried
And got here without all the waiting. And twitching
Reptilian parts of your brain can yet listen
To cars on the salt on the snow on the roadway.
You fart as the last of the winter is melting
With springtime; releasing the odor of dinner
For creatures that linger long after your body's
Been frozen—your assets gone liquid—and only
The scavengers feed off your memory's tissue.

“A preschool-aged child was killed and four people injured at rush hour this afternoon when a sputtering light plane heading west from Merrill Field clipped a rooming house then crashed into an unoccupied car dealership at Seventh Avenue and Ingra Street, setting the building ablaze.”
– JIM HALPIN, MEGAN HOLLAND and LISA DEMER, Anchorage Daily News, June 1st, 2010 06:59 PM
http://www.adn.com/2010/06/01/1303320/five-hurt-as-plane-hits-car-dealership.html

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