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Saturday, November 12, 2005
Visitation by a Thug
This morning I lay in bed for a while on that point between sleeping and waking. And I had an idea for a poem came to me with the title "Visitation by a Thug."
It started like this:
Last night I was visited by a thugThe poem was to continue with the thug saying profund things like one would expect in a poem about the visitation of the Virgin Mary or St. Francis of Assisi. I hand't worked out any exact phrases, but it was going to be something like this:
dressed all in white
save for a red handkerchief
in his pocket
Their is a hopeOr something ironic and incongrous like that. Anyway, it all hinged on the idea that the thug did and said and did things way you would not expect a thug to say and do.
That lies deep in the heart
of every being in this world
said the Thug
So after thinking about all this for a while, I woke up fully and got out of bed. I ran into Charletta in the hall and she told me she had some bad news. Someone had thrown a brick through the library window and pulled my lap top back out.
Weird, huh?
posted by Unknown @ 8:07 AM
