How are you doing I am doing fine thanks do you think we should set this house on fire do you think a good frisbee toss would cut through these fumes by the way I saw you on the bus the other day you were sitting next to a pretty woman wearing dark sunglasses because, she claimed, she could not bear the full brunt of the beauty in this world but you knew better, you knew she'd run into a doorknob and I don't mean this as abuse metaphor it was an honest-to-god doorknob with her name on it, her goddamn name, and I shouted out to you but the bus had already passed me by I continued walking, hands crammed into my deep pockets, eyes down as I searched for chalk signals or perhaps a good fissure that needed exploring do you think, with enough rope, we could reach any point in the world?
I'd dig that.
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About Me
- David Oppegaard
- St. Paul, Minnesota
- I am the author of And the Hills Opened Up, The Suicide Collectors, and Wormwood, Nevada.
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7 comments:
Reminds me of the lady I sat next to on the bus. I thought she was talking on her phone. She wasn't. She thought she was talking to the Pope. She wasn't.
Good times.
Door knob with her name on it....
I am totally registering for that!
Rope a dope!
oi! Blimey!
Wow. That is a really long sentence. Got to admire the longness of that sentence. You rock.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=9qiCjREzhYE
Thank you, Voix! The trick is, just never put a period anywhere until you get tired of the sentence.
And thanks, David, I'll check that link right out.
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