On the grass, the children play, running after insects, each other and aliens.

Memory

There are these moments, ones between two beings, that are solitary, creating a parallel life adjacent to that you announce to the public. Light or dark, the tension in these moments transports you to a different dimension entirely. You treasure the secret confidences you accept and unburden.

But then one link to this universe withers away and all those moments are rasterized solely in your memory.

Get Up

Look up
See the sky
Look around
See your life
Enter into a new beginning
exit the ending
and wrap your words
into the phrases you
will yell until your
death
Frightened by your
screams
your offspring will
betray you
your spouses will stray
from you
yourself will remain
stay there
stay at the bottom
think
think harder
use what you have
build it
make something from nothing and
get up

My Beard (2/14/2012)

Hello, I am Eric, and this is my beard. Yes, I have a beard. A lot of people tell me to shave. Why must I shave? My beard makes my face look better (you should see me without it hahaha). 

People tell me I look homeless because of my beard. If that were true, Santa would look terribly homeless. It's not the beard, guys, it's my terrible fashion sense that makes me look homeless.

People ask me when was the last time i shaved, whether I can braid it, whether I shampoo it, comb it. The last time i shave was august, idk, i never tried braiding it, yes, and yes.

I'm not growing this for you. I'm growing my beard because I like it. (also, it's something to stroke when I'm bored... ummm yea... stroke...) But yea, for all you haters out there, I hope you allow yourself to try growing a beard (or even leghair or something for girls). Am I killing anyone by growing my beard? No.

An Exerpt

I made your mom into a parachute.

Pooping bores me most of the time.

Ground horse teeth.

I hate it when I put on deodorant when my armpits are chapped and it starts to tingle and burn. But even if I didn’t put on deodorant, it would burn because sweat stings when it drips in open sores. Your mom should have some experience in that area.

Your mom has herpes.

I was once force fed a crayon. I think it was grey.

Garbanzo beans have 7 grams of dietary fiber per 130g. That means you won’t poo like a fountain.

This is my cell phone

This is my shoe.

What I am saying is directed towards you

This is a paper

This is a kick

When I point down the camera I’ll show you my wallet.

History

Sometimes I tell myself "Fuck it all! Go get her and try! Who the fuck cares??!"

You know, I would. But what would that mean? Look at all those people surrounding her. Do I want all that too? There's too much history in there.

Take a second look

That familiar place
the one you stepped on a thousand times
sowed your dreams
watched them grow
turn dry and brown
wither away
you watered their corpses with hope
that they will firm up
take root
and thrive.

But there are other plots
other cracks
other lush trees
They may not have sprung from you
but you can climb to their peaks
dive in their depths
swing from their branches
dance with their leafy jewels
and feed their roots with your worn ambition.