Wednesday, December 15, 2010

What I saw while in search of my feet

I'm Nobody! Who are you?
Are you -- Nobody -- Too?
Then there's a pair of us!
Don't tell! they'd advertise -- you know!

How dreary -- to be -- Somebody!
How public -- like a Frog --
To tell one's name -- the livelong June --
To an admiring Bog! 


Emily Dickinson

just feeling oblique.  I need a haircut and a beer.... and while it is too early for the later... and overdue for the former,.............

8 comments:

Liberality said...

love the poem by Emily! :)

susan said...

I think the door out of that bathroom is on the left. That's where the beer is.

Cool choice of poem.

Beach Bum said...

Despite the fact that I'm follicly impaired, I need a haircut myself. As for wanting a beer, thats a given.

Lee said...

How'd that haircut work out? Heard you're looking like a young recruit, these days.

okjimm said...

Libs.... you can never go wrong with a little Emily!

Susan... Ha! It's the floor of the coffee house....a great place to look

BBum... took me two beers to get over the hair cut...

Lee... word travels fast... iffen I took off the beard I would look like a Marine. But AI still prefer the Life Aquatic

Randal Graves said...

Goddamn hippies, get off my lawn. And turn down that noise.

NOBODY said...

very oblique.

Merry Christmas and lots of love to you, JIMM!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=DIAEAVKcKrs

okjimm said...

Randalz....Ya, God rest you, you merry gentleman.

Nobody....and a Merry right back at you.

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