Stomping Grounds

Stomping Grounds

I don’t know.

Apparently he used to live here.

It doesn’t even have any grass.

And I haven’t seen one critter.

Right?


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Outweigh

Outweigh

we are waiting for the orange

clumps to outweigh

the green


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Early Long

Early Long

the shadows have begun an

early long. and it is no

coincidence that

this weekend there was

a nail-trim circumstance.

rothko needed bandages and

somma dat super glue, innit.

we have seen these horrible things.

the protracted dark is coming.

the short sun is imminent.


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Dash

Dash

we are doing the dash between

this thing and this other

thing. three balls. a new

groundhog under the shed.

the storm of chipmunks

along the road. the words

to find. the documents to

fill. we have so many

goddamned projects. we have

so many things

open. every day we are

solving the problems

of time.

and meanwhile the patient

bush does its turning red.

and meanwhile the feckless

air does its turning

cool.


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Hover

Hover

Your hover is usually okay, Runt.

It makes me feel safe.

Protected, innit.

Cuz yes you’re so big and so strong, ok?

All I’m saying is it’s just

distracting when

I’m dropping a poop.

It’s why I usually go off into the trees.

Or to the back of the yard.

Near the fence.

If you hover during a poop situation

it gives me the panic.

And then I have to pinch it off before it’s ready.


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Corollary

Corollary

I’m just wondering…

do you think if we put those two

Collies into a whiskey barrel and

roll them down the hill

we’d still be able to hear their

barking in hell?


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Browning

Browning

we’ve done all the preliminary investigations.

based on everything

we’ve seen and smelled

we can say confidently:

a browning is happening.


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The Will to Move Balls

The Will to Move Balls

Wait wait wait.

I swear, it’s gonna happen.

I’ve done it like five gajillion times now.

I can will it to move.

With my ears.

Are you watching??


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Bald Man Joke #2

Bald Man Joke #2

Right. Ow bout this one, then:

A Bald Man walks into a bar. He asks the bartender for a bottle of water.

Brill.

Ace.

All about the timing, innit.


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