oh, and
today i wrote a poem (among many other doodles) in my 317 class because the professor was really boring me. then i found out that it was my friend kaplan's house that burned down on arbor street today. he's fine, just lost all his worldly possessions.
today i woke to the smell of
teflon on fire,
but no one had left
a telltale pot on the stove.
later i found out that
shingles smell the same way;
burned carbon floating
particle by particle
across town.
today i woke to the smell of
teflon on fire,
but no one had left
a telltale pot on the stove.
later i found out that
shingles smell the same way;
burned carbon floating
particle by particle
across town.