pat @ February 23, 2010 # One Comment
all bets are off
by pat a physics
It stirred something deep within the snowman version of me
to see you at work, pissed, with too much mascara on
while everyone was at the barn, drinking and dancing.
Thrusting a coupon at me, emitting a snort of dissatisfaction,
you spoke quietly about an earlier unpleasant encounter.
We were covered in blue light [...]
pat @ January 13, 2010 # 4 Comments
Old Burber Greaves
Written by Sam, Pat, Gene, and Rosemary by playing writing roulette on 12/28/09.
Tori Amos was sick. She had a light heart that whimpered when
squeezed. Lenny Kravitz held her hand gently. “There, there, Tori,”
he said. “Why must you be so forlorn when you have such great
things on your mind like [...]
pat @ December 21, 2009 # One Comment
As Cool As I Could
by pat a physics
Both pans were precariously leaning toward the edge of the counter
when I noticed the phone ringing. My dead wife would tell you
that I always answer the phone, even if it is inappropriate or a
hazardous situation in which distraction would cause some sort of
problem. “Hello,” I whispered as cool [...]
pat @ November 24, 2009 # One Comment
The Launderer
by pat a physics
At night, when I hold the bag over my shoulder,
I need to put it down because it is bulging with clothes.
Make it all evaporate, turn the clothes into air.
Gloves into snow flakes. Coins into water.
I’ve been reading with no light, walking around with detergent and
a coat, bathing in the scalding washing [...]
pat @ October 2, 2009 # 2 Comments
unfair mousse
by pat a physics
Hair can tell you most of what you want to know. Thomas Gluckford’s head
was a gray fan in the back and a slick, sewer rat in front. Tom smelled worse
than the bar. Presently, he was talking about my mom in a rather lewd way.
His plan was to make a hasty exit, [...]
pat @ September 18, 2009 # 2 Comments
finding gene
by pat a physics
Where did Gene Wilder go? Is he in a suburban neighborhood making cocktails and flirting with the Golden Girls? I miss him. He is a beacon of truth. Only through his comedy and popular dramatic roles could I understand what was real. He’s probably sanding a [...]
pat @ August 21, 2009 # One Comment
Pentagonal Radiance
by pat a physics
I was in the middle of eating a tall dessert in the lap of the laughing people
when my candlesticks were firmly stuck in the ground
for the drunken, frolicking big wigs to dance with.
The heads of the slack, baby-faced lords didn’t phase me when they were
dipping up and down to the beat [...]
pat @ July 5, 2009 # 2 Comments
Melted Candy
by pat a physics
Today she was swirling a mixture of cognac and twilight
her skin shone like a seal
she asked us undo-able favors in the darkened foyer
while her pets went ballistic.
Her eyes were a child-actors eyes, but closer set
and they danced while she spoke.
“Please give me the earth,
that juicy, juicy cocktail of nebulae over there,
they [...]
pat @ May 15, 2009 # 11 Comments
The Octopus and the Ultra-Perm
by pat a physics
Grace. The tinkling of silverware is the dinner bell of my
universe. My subscription to your thoughts needs to be renewed
here at the table. False alarms go off in my head as my eyes
jump from you to the clock. Back to my drink and thinking. [...]
pat @ April 7, 2009 # One Comment
Country Drive
by pataphysics
A thin wire fence was barely perceptible in the dark when
we pulled the car to the side of the road. I switched off the
headlights and listened to the rest of the music. The music
ceased abruptly because the tape ran out on one side. She
turned to me and asked, “Now what?” [...]