Nobody's creekbed

songs, prayers, poetry, stories, art, photographs, moving pictures, fondnesses, tall-tales and meditations

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The Anterior Insula and Hwy W

Sunday, April 08, 2007

[the hero chortles]

playground fights are known to multiply when the wind rises

[the hero grimaces]

tornadoes pluck the chicken of its feathers, the man of his guts

[the hero blubbers]

"only maddogs and englishmen go out in the midday sun"

[there is no valhalla; no hero’s paradise]

rainmaker with a secret for success. it was, after all, thunderstorms, electrical activities in the atmosphere, which brought our world to life

[duckman farts]