Archive for October, 2010

October 20, 2010

walking a thin line of relation

by jhon baker

I am waiting
calmly, cautiously

I won’t take my life in 2012
it won’t be taken from me

the GMT constant isn’t

the world will not end then
as it has yet to do

I wish to arise unknowing

ignorant of the stars predilictions

 – Hoc Scripsi

I am posting this today though I think it may be crap. I may delete it or drastically alter it. Right now I am tired from not sleeping well and dealing with the continued pain of walking, lying down, sitting and breathing so my ability to flesh out the thought may be incomplete. I take the meds again and realize that it’s been nearly four years since I’ve known a morning or afternoon or evening without being intimate with bone crushing pain. I need a new drug and I am addicted to not being in pain. Shifts of season and lack of proper sleep aggravate the situation.
The path my life has taken since the accident is one I wonder if given the chance would I relive and make a different decision that day – it was such a perfect day – tragedy gave me a gift and exacted a price. There is nothing that I can change about it so I try not to wonder if I would.

October 18, 2010

Magpie #36

by jhon baker

I don’t know how I came across this blog – maybe Rabbit? I don’t remember but it is basically a writing prompt and today I feel creative so here is my answer to said prompt.

leave the top half
that the children
may see
on tiptoe

 – Hoc Scripsi

prompt/Image from Magpie tales Mag #36

October 18, 2010

I could tell you many things from Aa to Gh but would then require a break

by jhon baker


there are only
two ways
to see things

with the
the brain

what could
be more


October 15, 2010

Danse Macrabe, Op. 40

by jhon baker

I just need a few words to start me off and I’ll be running.
I made the mistake of getting out of bed today, I’m not looking for sympathy because fuck that. nearly every step today is as unbearable as the last one and as where I’ve medicated myself to the highest highs I still am clear thinking and in pain.
Lying down now and resting after a long day of doing nothing with nothing and not in a good Buddhist way or Taoist way either I wonder what I really need. I am convinced it is a few words – the right words and I’ll be off running. the fingers long to fly at the typewriter no matter what my little thigh thinks about it.
I long to do the tango in the kitchen.
I long to drink coffee whilst laying down and not spilling thus burning my hairy chest.
why are Breast and Chest spelled differently at the est part? Maybe it”s that since breasts are universally nicer than just a chest they get an extra A –
the red walls bring me focus and I notice a small drip in the paint.
Checking with the TSA I’ve learned that I don’t need any medical documentation for the medications, my ortho Frankenstein shoe or the metal in my leg. Interesting, I thought to myself, and said aloud – well, that’s done.

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October 13, 2010


by jhon baker

Mr. Chadwick over at the journey laid out the famous questions and asked us all to play so I thought that I wasn’t going to blog about anything else – I might as well be a sport, normally I suck at that.

  • 1. What is your favorite word? 

 I’ve recently taken up smoking again while feeling like I would rather have taken up drinking. I would do both but – whoa, one vice at a time there big guy.

  • 2. What is your least favorite word?

 Sleeping well has always been an issue, except when medicated by this drug that takes away my ability to link words and phrases together in a meaningful way.

  • 3. What turns you on creatively, spiritually or emotionally?

I’ve never liked being in a car for long periods unless there was a point to the getting somewhere, anywhere.

  • 4. What turns you off?

static no longer fills nighttime after we’ve left the television on.

  • 5. What is your favorite curse word?

dancing on bare carpet with bare feet while naked always makes the neighbors smile.

  • 6. What sound or noise do you love?

generally speaking most people would rather not know another human being unless there were some particular advantage to the acquaintance.

  • 7. What sound or noise do you hate?

using a typewriter has truly honed my typing skills and my love of fine paper.

  • 8. What profession other than your own would you like to attempt?

Giorgio Armani makes the best black plastic glasses frames while diamondwood makes the best material for a cane.

  • 9. What profession would you not like to do?

Albert Einstein once wrote that imagination is more important than knowledge and I disagree. I would call them out equally – imagination without the ability to express it would be a tragedy and knowledge without the ability to see where it is useful abstractly would be an equal tragedy – Like Garfunkel post Simon and Garfunkel.

  • 10. If Heaven exists, what would you like to hear God say when you arrive at the Pearly Gates?

I walked once for two miles in the pouring rain through one way streets and the sidewalks of Chicago only to find myself in a diner where they served bad housewife coffee.

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