An irregular heartbeat from d.o. to you.
Not like a daily kos, more like a sometime sloth. Fast relief from the symptoms of blogarrhea and predicated on the understanding that the world is not a stage for our actions, rather it is a living organism upon which we depend for our existence.
In the land of broken toys
In the land of broken toys
there is no institutional memory
there is no institution in fact
though one would be in order if
anyone bothered to take notes
In the land of broken toys
there is no credit where
credit is due because no
one takes notes and even if
they did no one would read
them with much comprehension
beyond the end of their nose
or suppose new management
stepped in to reinvent the
wheel that goes round and
round spun by spinners who
sound good on paper but
no one is taking notes and
everyone forgets each other
seemingly without regrets.
- d.o.
posted by D.O. | 2:59 AM
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