How are you creative? I don’t know. I don’t fall out of my chair any more!? I recline and use my thumb to poke out my thoughts instead of using my thoughts to say that I’m dumb. When I do speak I speak wisdom like a child instead of poke fun at other adults for … Continue reading Graduated Elf
And so I will say it again. “God blast it.” There is no stronger exclamation needed to emphasize more the severity of any statement as a threat against humanity to end all suffering when stubbing your toe can be forgiven by biting your tongue, knowing it will happen again.
A long time ago, before this instant, I asked to be forgiven for saying “ blow it all up” at a moment that could be mistaken as prayer unless anyone was listening to my words before my foul mouth would reach God's own ears. But now I’m writing “blow it all up” with no apologies … Continue reading …we have a problem.
If you could be someone else for a day, who would you be, and why? I would like to be any man who pokes his head into a heated argument to say “there may not be many differences between you two men but there are plenty of people who see right through your differences.” Then … Continue reading A Three Way Tie
Who has the limpest rocket? Who has the most strategic hand? Who has the hardest surface to stop bombs where they land? Who says the cartels are terrorists? Who says that China wants us dead? Who says to kill a giant you need to lop off its opulent head? Who wants to stop the violence? … Continue reading Blood for Oil and Fuel for Thought
I I have forearms of the same length holding hands behind myself. I have clean fingernails while clenching fists at the collar of apes. I entertain the chapter of italics around sulphuric impulses while drastically ensconced in torrential fun. I am passed about in a ring of city fury while worshiping flesh brutality. I am … Continue reading Tyranny and Liberation
I have an affinity for making something out of nothing. I can take a blank piece of paper and with words make a mountain seem not so majestic. I do this by dimming down the description of the land mass, portraying its majesty as an obstacle in my way rather than a canvas for something … Continue reading The Duel
Francis Erich McElroy 