goodbye fall

The brisk whether seems to have moved in for good. Although who knows, the temperatures have been known to wildly fluctuate throughout December and sometimes into January, before the blistering month of February rejects all warm fronts. The waves pile high on the beach in majestic icicle form, proof of all the states of matter theories. The old windows have either cracked away from their frames more, of the cold has just found a better way through the existing holes. Ice now builds up on the insides of the window where it can't help but precipitate from the cold air outside. The couch had to be moved away from the window for the sake of our warmth. The vents are already closed becuase they inherently omit cigarette smoke, especially in the mornings. House, keep us warm through these cold winter nights.

Does Class Room Dissection Deplete Species?

Go

power strike ligths deep into the night on the streets of Philly days to lay and sleep in the shade of those smoke clouds blowing loud from shallow rocky waters that I taught her how to fish.

weeping low below the lights in a cold hospital room, shining neon across faces and white blankets. lonely tears and fears of being alone.

tomorrow blows slow from the south, just walk down to the station and look for the rooster perched upon the west barn. the key's in his beak and the password is go.

greeny-blues

steelworker gates hang

from /taught/ ropes
on the slopes of Euripides' palace.

s.nake fountain dream.s

wriggle and squirm
to the tilt of a mason-jar

moustache painted green.

Space Balls Ecocide

This hilarious satire of all movies of the outer-space genre offers an interesting example of topic of war and the environment. The Space Balls attack the planet of Druidia in order to get their fresh air to sustain the Space Ball planet, while killing the Druidians. When the air is being sucked out of their enclosing bubble the snow is taken off the mountains and the trees are ripped one by one out of the ground. The Space Balls are essentially committing an ecocide. I wonder if this is intentionally satirizing the way in which humans wage war on a person's environment.

Environmental Lapse

Bound to the card table for 3 days by demanding and intriguing research. The outdoors have become foreign. Is it the cold? Or is it the hermit calling we all feel at this time of the year. "What kind of wildlife did everyone see over break" he asked in a compelling tone. My computer screen, I thought, slumping further down in my chair. Something like shame overcame my body when I realized just how much I had neglected the most loyal solitude. Perhaps there is a psychological tie to my equally neglectful attitude towards my blog for the past few days... Ugh.