heart break break break

okay. enough. i'm sick of this: death everywhere.

one of my favorite artists of all time died today. another genius gone from the world. another one. and i am angry and sad. very angry and very sad. all my angry confusion about all sorts of other, far unrelated things, surges to the top of my head and locks up my throat and all i can think is this isn't right this isn't fair just like a little kid. she herself would tell me to shut the fuck up.

i bet you anything she figured out the meaning of life in the wee hours of the morning and that's what did it. once you attain perfection, you go. and there she goes. 98 years old. fire on top of fire. burning intelligent searing honest woman. i miss you so much already.

i was convinced you were immortal.

i will tack a spider above my bed.




"spider"
louise bourgeois

good bye, sweet man

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Easter Sunday

and i think (in paraphrased ways) of my favorite part of the bible: if they'll not receive you, shake their dust from your feet.

and today also strangely (fittingly?)- the anniversary of Martin Luther King's assassination. a day that always makes me sad. always always always. but thankful for his life, short as it was, as a proof of the absolutely gorgeous potential for nobility in man.

two "poems" for you this day: