August 14, 2010
by jhon baker
i realize that someday I may regret my tattoos. who knows how difficult it is going to be to charm and cajole other octogenarians with sagging tattooed flesh. Maybe the secret will be to continue to gain weight once the skin is no longer elastic until the body is ravaged by diabetes and heart disease only to then regret these errors as I die a painful and premature death before I’ve even reached the eighth decade.
” I always thought that life would get easier as I aged, and it doesn’t.” – a cousin of my deceased father in law.
I feel so much better now.
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August 14, 2010
by jhon baker
and I hate elevator music.
Fragrant cyclamen
line the walk, pointing
toward the sun.
– Hoc Scripsi
I drink from a coffee cup that I bought while vacationing in the Outer Banks, North Carolina – fittingly, imprinted on the mug is – “North Carolina”.
life changes so quickly and every morning I think that if I don’t get out of bed it will cease to change at all. Of course I am incorrect, of course I eventually get up, get dressed and enter a day already begun, of course I’ve missed breakfast.
I love breakfast as I usually eat it with my son who lately has been unable to rouse me from my morning delusion. If only I could get to the mind correcting coffee before I flail about in fantasy land where things only make sense the more schizophrenic it is.
‘Frank and Earnest’ and “The Other Coast” comic strips have spider punchlines today.
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the platitudes of willful resemblance 