July 22, 2014
July 22, 2014 § 2 Comments
the quiet guy with
the books goes inside and
yells at himself
where are they?
the moon the crow
that belongs to this sound
men who dress
as skeletons we take
them for our fathers
little black beetles become the broccoli
the green egg is really green
the cats agree
rabbits act differently
than cats
pressure from
the nozzle the hose
doesn’t know it’s off
ant5 
First, “the quiet guy with … ” : hah! I’ve been doing that myself recently.
And second, I just want to say that I read here more than at any other site. Or book for that matter. I may be puzzled, even bewildered; but also stretched and very much rewarded. Thank you.
Thanks for your enthusiastic words, Mark. And for the mention at Beachcombing for the Landlocked. Love your hybrid neologism Quotidianauts. Best.