Jobophobia
Early in the morning
I shouted
The alarm-clock woke up
Took a shower
Shaved
Brushed its teeth
Put its clothes on
Had a cup of tea
With bread and butter
Watched the news
Polished its shoes
And went to work
Late in the evening
The alarm-clock returned
Had dinner
Drank coffee
Watched TV
And went to bed
Early in the morning
I yelled
The alarm-clock woke up
Took a pee
Took a shower
Brushed its teeth
Put its clothes on
And hurried to work
Late in the evening
The alarm-clock returned
Left the dinner unfinished
Lay on the bed
And drifted off
Early in the morning
I screamed
The alarm-clock woke up
Took a pee
Washed its face
Put its clothes on
And off to work it ran
Late in the evening
The alarm-clock returned
Walked in
Collapsed on the bed
And dozed off
Early in the morning
I screamed
I shouted
I yelled
I racketed
I shrilled
The alarm-clock woke up
Peed in the sink
Washed with toilet water
Polished its teeth
Brushed its shoes
And rushed out to work
Late in the evening
The alarm-clock returned
Laid the bed on himself
And went out like a light
Early in the morning
I shrieked
And shouted
The alarm-clock woke up
Put its clothes on
Opened the door
And fell asleep
I grew hysterical
I hollered
The alarm-clock
Shot off
Late in the evening
The alarm-clock returned
Flaked out
In the bathtub
Early in the morning
Rant and Rave
Roar and more
The alarm-clock woke up
I lifted it in my arms
Helped use the restroom
Clothed it
And kicked it out
Get out to work
Late in the evening
The alarm-clocked returned
Toppled over
At the threshold
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Without peeing
Without washing
Without clothing
Without awaking
The alarm-clock
Ran off to work
Late in the evening
The alarm-clock returned
Snoring
Early in the morning
Boy I screeched
And I squealed
And I yelled
And I yelped
Boy I bellowed
And I bawled
And I roared
I cleared my throat
Then I thundered
And boomed out
The alarm-clock wouldn’t wake up
Hysterical
Scream and shout
Sound and Fury
Cricket and racket
The alarm-clock stirred not a bit
Crush and squash
Brawl and scuffle
Nose and cheekbones
I smashed to smithereens
Sent a jab and knocked it out
Kicked it and trampled it down
The alarm-clock
Still
Immobile
Immotile
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I suddenly woke up
Oh fuck
I’m running late again
Jump out of bed
Hurry to work
UUoman
A is her underwear half way down her legs
B is her buttocks resting on the toilet seat while she’s clipping her toenails
C is one of the crescent moons of her nails that sprang acrobatically upwards slapping me in the face
D is her tongue sticking out as a response to my requests to be more careful
E is her 3 fingers assuring me she would be ready in 3 minutes
F is her 2 fingers assuring me she would be ready in 2 minutes half an hour later
G is her lower lip pressed under her upper teeth to show concern about the delay reminded to her over the phone
H is her torso with a waist measuring device wound around it
I is who she’s asking to write down her waist size of the day before she forgets it
J is how she wants the right side of her hair to bend with the help of a fan
K is her foot graciously deformed in strawberry red high-heels with the untied strap sticking out and slightly vibrating as I kept nervously walking to and fro
L is her other foot idly waiting for gracious deformation
M is her upper lip sending me air kisses in response to my threats to leave without her
N is her fancy skirt that covers only her left leg with humongous satin sunflowers
O is her mouth wide open while she’s adding volume to her eyelashes
P is her breast’s profile with the belly pulled back by deep inhalation
Q is our kitten’s tail I’m stealthily shoving into her mouth while she’s adding volume to her eyelashes
R is her breast profile with her stretched arms pressing the boobs from both sides for temporary maximum inflation she soon gets rid of with a little giggle
S is a flock of curls she’s removing from her beautiful face to remove some invisible acne with her fingernails
T is how her eyebrows would look like if she failed to find tweezers for over a week
U is her pretty spacious earlobe which she strongly believes is a sign of amorousness
V is the front part of her underwear revealed after she decided to change her skirt
W is what’s behind the front part of her underwear she eventually took off to wear strings instead
X is her nose sadly touching its reflection on the window pane when I looked at it from above standing behind her as rain drops bombarded our street
Y is how she would have frowned at the little boy kicking a puppy soaking wet on the other side of the window if she had never gotten hold of those tweezers
Z was the end of my patience when I dragged her outdoors pushed her into the car and drove off thinking of a good excuse for our delay
I Love You According To Google |
search word | results |
I | 2,610,000,000 |
Love | 436,000,000 |
You | 5,140,000,000 |
I love you | 840,000,000 |
Hate | 86,600,000 |
I hate you | 121,000,000 |
Conclusions
- I have multiple personalities (up to 2,610,000,000)
- You too (5,140,000,000).
- There are more of us than love.
- There is more “I love you” than love. Hence, almost half of people who say “I love you,” don’t really love you.
- The good thing is that almost half of people saying “I hate you,” don’t really hate you.
- But the best thing is that there is more love than hatred.
- Hooray!
November 17, 2006
March
The hardest step is to make a step
My right foot
My left foot
The sound of my right shoe
The sound of my left shoe
Are different
My right knee
My left knee
The hue of my right shoe
The hue of my left shoe
Are different
The eyes of the dog
Looking at me
Tremble because of my steps
The owner stands there waiting
I pass over the dog
My left shoe before the dog
My right shoe on the dog
My left shoe on the other side of the dog
The shortness of the leash causes the fall of the owner
It’s past midnight
The street lamps
Feature the sun
The long shadow of my body is shortening behind me
The short shadow of my body is lengthening in front of me
The short shadow of my body is lengthening behind me
The long shadow of my body is shortening in front of me
Behind me
In front of me
Behind me
Street lamps
Behind me
Street lamps
Behind me
Street lamps
And in front of me
DEAD END
My steps continue
But they don’t carry me forward
They go on nevertheless
The hardest step is not to make a step
They hit the wall one after another
And don’t move forward any more
The tips of
My right shoe
My left shoe
Wear out
My arms fold back and forth
My hands scratch against the wall
My toes protrude
Through the torn tips of the shoes
And rub against the wall
My cigarettes break and fall apart
The tip of my nose my nostrils get hewed
My knees are left
My abraded thighs vanish
My arms shorten
My short-sleeved shirt covers my arms
My clothes get wasted and fall off
The hair on my chest saws the wall
My eyes and lips
My teeth and nipples
My penis and Adam’s apple
My balls and ears
Get chafed and disappear from the face of the world
The relief of my face is flat
Like the former perception of the Earth
The hind quarter of my head
Diminishes dwindles like a burning paper
Drains and disappears
So do I
Lack of concern
Relative immobility
Silence repose
A state when disappears
Vital energy
Tranquil tranquility serene
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Serenity is all around
Eternal rest
Death
Imperturbable silence
Some flinders noisily fall off the cracked wall
One two
A big bulk of the wall
Collapses
It’s possible to pass through it
It’s possible to follow the one passing through it
In the morning following the calls of concerned citizens
A repair crew loaded with tools and materials
Arrives on the scene
They quickly restore the wall
Have lunch
Bring the wall to its original condition and leave