Scribbling, scribbling

weak scribbling methods w/ tint variation

irraggiungibile-unattainable irragionevole-unreasonable  irrazionale-irrational

Improving a diet.  It wasn't about which store.  I thought it would be easy to be a writer, learning about this life.
Redecorating the house for Christmas, he sets out to improve the way the garland was hanging.
Redeem us.  I feel drained as though this is not the proper course, it is too vague again.  I’m not on
A trip, adventuring through the high mountains or the low fields.  I walk in circles observing high trees.
Great grandmother, how do I not know German? Ah me, I should have taken my son to the party. 
Grandmother, why did you just tell me the story of Adam and Eve?  She took me to church.
Impunity sounds wrong, putrid, but exemption is there when we know we’re not more wrong.
Unbeatable runners writing for years and years longer than their contemporaries.  There is
No messing with them.  They have it all figured out.  Why worry about them?  Here I have resulted in
Gruesome ethics again.  Some people are not worth the time.  I don’t know who to be friends with.
Incendiary device, one person starts squabbling and then another.  They have no respect for you.
Between hours the body becomes tired.  I do the same thing every day.  Gave in to coffee, drank
It. Regret helps memory.  I’ve become a slave to the acrostic form, creating doggerel.
Lyrics surround us driving in cars, radios, computers, iPods.  It’s better to write in quietness at times.
Eventually the day will end too soon, and I still will not have conquered the diction.  At what point will I?
*

I
Regrettably
Refunded the money.
Accepting my apology, again I consult.
Grows weak and weary,
I am largely left out,
Of course a wimp.
*

No, the class has moved on.  I recently discover a home.  Locked in this prison of routine.
Even unravels the day: repeat, repeat, repeat: I did not mean anything.  It does not mean a lot.
Vampires amend your blood lust, drink lemonade.  The bats love lemon juice, any type of citrus.
Of moralizing, I’ll have little, how mean.  I would have scream, but the scream is knocked out.
Lucky prison, to think I would have fought and won.  Victory is sweet.  To think I did not run.
Extension cables threaded through the window seeping a little cool air through the heated residence.
Irrationality’s strength is the arbitrary nature. Two heads toppling, bobble Hawaiian hula dancers for dollars.
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Reginald, a dashing young person, became engaged.  His girlfriend at the time was great.
Reggie liked to eat veggies, always had.  His mother was adamant about that. 
Alice grew up eating balanced meals.  Her first boyfriend spilled coffee on her. 
The daughter of her father’s friend calls her to say it’s best not to open up old feelings and to better
Selves.  I take it with a grain of salt.  I think she ought to stay away not so very long. 
In this last part of November she is not able to plan ahead.
Only she will not be able to continue as she is behaving in this way.
No one has called her out of this quiet place and its quiet rooms.  You think it’s safe to say things like:
“Ask
Laura,
Eni.”? No. it’s dangerous.  Such incantation.  We harm each other not meaning to.  Making each other better

 

…or wetter. Our faces getting hot.

Reviews

[Pryde Foltz]

Impunity sounds wrong, putrid, but exemption is there when we know we’re not more wrong.
Vampires amend your blood lust, drink lemonade. The bats love lemon juice, any type of citrus.

There are so many examples of brilliance throughout the piece but it does lack coherence and from what I can tell a uniting theme. But then I think you know this. But the witticism and insightful observation make it worth the read.