Tuesday, July 19, 2005

Broken Overpass

The overpass is made of wood, it gleams silvery in some transpositional lights, but it is withering from the outside in. People traverse it and their feet get caught in the rot. It is a sinking bridge, a sad and beautiful monstrosity that makes crossing easier and harder simultaneously. I wish I could fix you, bridge, with a newfangled spray or coating but you resist this. I will wait and see. A new invention may be within my clawing grasp. No sinking, no troubles, no sadness, no worms. Just reinforcement and goodness in the chiming free-form woods. Good luck.

31 comments:

Anonymous said...

I have seen this bridge from afar, without traverse attempts, it is a beautiful bridge and there is nothing to fear. The darkness is a part of what you want in your feet and hands. The offerings are rich and profuse.

Anonymous said...

If you grab onto me I will perpetrate a path heretofore unknown to all, a path that lets, like blood.

Anonymous said...

Tasteless quantities of good versus bad. Let the hypocritical die in their own foul juices. Nothing is anyone's fault, it is time for two by two standardized dances and testing. Fuck everyone.

Anonymous said...

Yeah, fuck everyone.

Anonymous said...

There are trees with plane wrecks in them on either side of me. People stand, breathing into the silence, there is nothing but wind. I am tired and sad.

Anonymous said...

I mime sickness. I enhance my fat pockets with more fat. I try to act but instead get festooned in the muck.

Anonymous said...

There was a dock that I used to cleave to in the winds.

Anonymous said...

I am receding but enhancing myself with ultimate aggravation and the hates.

Mountain Man said...

Hi. I am so ugly today, there is a set of fireworks exploding all over me. It is HIDEOUS.

Anonymous said...

I mime hideous to my neighbors. They turn off their lights and call the police.

Mountain Man said...

Lila, the dock is rotting like the bridge.

Mountain Man said...

Lila you are fearful like spittle. It runs down your vest.

none said...

the water under the bridge, is it dark, muddy, and inhabited by giant amoeba sized slitherins? when you fix it, leave some sadness behind as a reminder.

fairy butler said...

i am looking for the happy bridge. boink, i like you.

sloth said...
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sloth said...

Yes, boink. Anger.

fairy butler said...

dark spiral, why do you haunt me? Why? Go away!!!

Mountain Man said...

Back in the hots like a disease-ful nation. Hi to the wormers. I am delousing my pants suits as I type, they glow from putrid stink. It is nearly time to follow my thoughts to wines, to vines that hint at an exit.

Anonymous said...

Welcome back MM!! We all missed you, and I know you missed the mugs!
Wazzzzzzzzup?

Mountain Man said...

Hi PD you little tremulous flower of cuteness!!!! I am in need of mental content enriching, of production. MM was a functionary of the parental nature and did not make the relics these last few days. MM feels like a sagging bag of stale donuts. How bout you PD? I am ready for my hands to become hammers.

Mountain Man said...

Pain arena, I have made a new-fangled vow to enter you with more regularity. Go MM! Go be mangled!!!!! DO IT!!!!!

Anonymous said...

Hey MM. I am sure you did a good job with the little Fritz and her McFarland friend. Dude!
You will get back to the shack!
I have been sluggish in the shack due to the mugs, and have been considering the paper alternative in my AC apt. I feel more like a bag of rancid pork.

Mountain Man said...

Paper options in the apartment are a MUST PD. I always have some going for the days when it is either

1. too hot in the studio

or

2. I have fallen prey to a serious bout of agoraphobia

Anonymous said...

welcome back from the woods MM

Anonymous said...

stand and deliver MM. welcome back! xoxoxox!

Mountain Man said...

Welcome back into hi and fun music. Welcome back into doom and sody pop. Krix, it is delightful to consider the music of other times. Thank you for bringing it up, I am learning much from that thread...I know litttle of the ways of the world. The only thing I am familiar with is the terrain of the hideaways that are invisible to the eyes. I am full of awe and dread.

Anonymous said...

I love thinking about music of the 80s. As you may already know about me. I think we need a trip to Mickey-Ds for a sundae, MM.

fairy butler said...

i have done nothing at work today. very bad FB. very bad.

Anonymous said...

Meeee too. Very bad PD. I hope I don't get the axe.

Anonymous said...

I have piles here at cubeworld because of all the goofing. MM, I don't know much about the world ways either. I live in a bubble of planet krixfort.

Anonymous said...

I fucking hate even looking at myself, I am vile. Please help me to die.