May 20, 2005
Don't
Don't think of it
as me
eating your sandwich.
Think of it as
your sandwich
hiding inside me
for a day or two.
I think I remember this one from a while back, yeah? It's a good one. I like that your poetry is really *about* things. Like sandwiches.
Posted by: Bill at May 21, 2005 11:52 AMit's true -- from like back in the summer of '02, I think. it was in that first lil booklet I made way back when.
also: happy bluebeard's birthday!
Posted by: cecil vortex at May 21, 2005 2:39 PMand i remember being somewhat distressed by this one--seeing it from the sandwich-eye view: poor paranoid little sandwich, narrowly escaping from one maw to the "safety" of your tummy bunker...
Posted by: e. at May 21, 2005 3:19 PMSounds like a horror movie: "No ! Don't go in there !! Oh, damn, they always do that..."
Posted by: the RaptorMage at May 22, 2005 8:12 AMa day or TWO??!!! dude, what kind of concrete-like, can't break down the plastics, sandwich are you eating? digestion should take hours, tops. did the sandwich take a wrong turn and end up in your ear? let's map it together:
mouth->pharynx->esophagus->sphincter->
stomach->small intestine->large intestine->
colon->rectum->anus
it's a 10-step, fun-filled program for the sandwich that has an ending much like most W-administration policies.
"Some books are to be tasted, others to be swallowed, and some few to be chewed and digested: that is, some books are to be read only in parts, others to be read, but not curiously, and some few to be read wholly, and with diligence and attention."
---Sir Francis Bacon



