Showing posts tagged "humor."
"Sometimes something happens that forces you to realize that you aren’t the person you thought you were. Today, for instance, I had the chance to buy an air horn for only one dollar and I passed it up."
"We’re only people, you know. That’s all we are."
"Vinegar is amazingly useful. You can use it to clean windows and toilets, to melt away the sea crust on oyster shells and to kill weeds, not to mention pickling, salad dressing and cooking. Maybe the term “piss and vinegar” is just a recipe for something terrific."
"It’s a wonderful world, what’s left of it."
"Life is good, what there is of it."
"Pulling and digging weeds can be a sweet, contemplative practice. It’s easier when you water them first. From the weeds’ perspective, the water comes to them in the same way that the last repast comes to an innocent death row convict."
Bob Came Home [excerpt from a continuing series about Bob]
Bob came home. Walked in the door. He looked at her lying on the bed, then at me sitting in a stuffed chair on the other side of the room. He repeated the same motion, nearly whiplashing his neck. She rose from her bedding. “Bob,” she said. “It’s not what it looks like.”
I got out of the chair and walked to the door. “I’ll be out of here now,” I said. “I think you guys need this time.”
As I opened the door, I turned back. “Bob?”
“Yes?”
“That’s a great haircut, Bob.”
~~Poet on Fire
(Source: distortedretina, via poetfire)
"When I blow words out my ass I want them to sparkle."
"When people die, they lose all track of time."
"Like a teenage boy, morning comes too soon."
“Something smells fishy.”
This is what Roy Rogers said when he learned that someone had abducted his wife’s father.
Free speech
I do not agree
with what
you say
but I will
defend
to the death
your right
to say it
.
did I say death?
.
I actually meant
I would sign
an e-petition
and post the link
on facebook
(Source: poorphraser)
Dear Meghan
You are sweet
the way you call me cute
this old man, grizzled a bit
beginning to stoop, but not too much.
I can still smile like Errol Flynn
and wink but not quite—
like a man who doesn’t need to.
So when you call me cute
I pretend I still have it,
that I still have that stuff
I used to think I had,
but it is difficult.
When I told you these things
you promised not to call me cute.
You decided on charming,
more like Cary Grant,
like a man who has no penis
who women adore
like you say you adore me.
—— Tito Titus
[Photo: Seattle actress Noel Parkinson and The Poet on Fire, performing “Nighthawk,” written by Tito Titus, at Faire Gallery/Cafe/Bar, June 2011.]
