9 His bed was comfortable. He was clean, he was safe, and he was bored. He couldn’t think of another piece of furniture to make, and he had nearly memorized his poetry. Enough fish hung in the trees to last until early March, and by then he would have had time to catch more. Hell, […]
The City of Trust is open on every side, like a room without walls, without doors, the same on every side, if you can speak of sides when it’s the same. Whenever you meet someone you say there you are, as if you’ve found the person you’re looking for—it’s better in person than over […]
7 It took one more try, as the ice was very thick, but after the second firing the rock wore the ice down and finally broke through to the bottom. The sun was up then and Thomas had been tapping his foot after consuming two more cups of coffee. When the glowing hot rock bubbled […]
Coda The universe is a phonograph, Our lives mere vinyl recordings Playing daily mundane tunes, Monotony annual practice. Bugles whine in the background, Drums lethargic from humdrum; Violins strumming mediocrity, Tap the exhausted sonata. Measures scoring hebetude, Mind drifts slowly to sleep. Man picks up the trombone, His stand assembled before him; Unleashing the […]