After all this time

You have just discovered your house has a basement.

Pick at a wound

Make sense of profound pain.
If you decide no, I understand.

(it’s gonna be a staff)_*

Go outside with a big stick; use it as a gate or a poorly insulated cubical.

Two rednecks will pull up. One will explain what the hell he is doing here.

The same one will suddenly yell “Hey! Honey! I Love You!” before concluding “ain’t Karma a bitch.”

You won’t know what the question is until you write this.

Imagine Knowing

The only other
you have/could ever love
is indifferent.

Mindful Type

Aside

Make me a typeface,
and call it Mindful.

i. Right Interpretation

Read (my) poems literally.

Dig It

Johnny Appleseed was a magically enhanced golem created by a faction of The Orchard in order to ensure the propagation of its creed.

Find Warmth

There should be a place nearby with sun and no wind. Find it.

Try this, it’ll be fun.

Write a poem involving the causal patch implied in the black hole complementarity conjecture.

(Yes, I got this from Leonard Susskind’s appearance on Brian Greene’s live webcast that followed the debut of The Fabric of the Cosmos.)

Quick!

I want everybody to chant:
I coulda made-a dugout, and took it to sea
I coulda made-a dugout, and took it to sea
I coulda made-a dugout, and took it to sea