Tbilisi Metro Library

Sleep all day
Drink all night
Give in to glut
Without a fight

Keep an owl's hours
Waste the light
Bum 'round reddit
Dare not write

Stay in bed
See no sight
Contrary to wisdom
That's what's right

Definitely continue
A fool's delight
And sleep all day
And drink all night

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Seventy five words
Four fifty characters
Is it enough
to push out a story?

Flash fiction, sure
Nano, micro, constrained
What foundation
Does it create?

Pursuit of attention
Desire of desire
Can I fill
Whatever hole exists?

Today I Learned

alt: On the Necessity of Posting

I am, for lack of something better to do tonight, going to post an unnecessary rant about others' need to post their unnecessary thoughts online. Perhaps it's my age. Perhaps it's a weariness that's been beaten into me through years of most people not giving a shit about what I think most of the time. Perhaps it's another reason altogether, but I continue to be astounded by the absolute drivel people feel obliged to type and post.

Georgia National Library

Sweaty Day
Access Denied
Wanna See
What's Inside
Write a Poem
Cool Down a Bit
There's No Need
For this Shit
Found a Bench
Spilled some Ink
Museum Next
Is What I Think

Heart Transport

Precious cargo encased within
Without the air is very thin
While, for now, we're miles above
Below is where we'll test this love
Let's celebrate our time together
Separate, soon, we'll spend forever

Skater Girl

L8R
SK8R
H8R
.
For we are those who like to move
For we are those who like to groove
Very soon we'll see new sights
Very soon new taste delights
For a moment in seat curled
Very soon we'll see the world

Small Music

Notes and Stoats and Velvet Coats
A shuffle, a stroll
Reggae and Rock & Roll
Legian Street
Sonic meet & greet

The Owl

Spot the Owl

I am the watcher
Vigilance is key
While others party
I absorb what I see
.
The snake is a coward
Though he makes girls scream
Not a bone in his body
Is actually mean
.
The luwak can party
But only at night
By day he sleeps
While girls hug him tight
.
Falling Flying Foxes
Are bad acrobats
Hand-fed papaya
Knocks loose the fruit bats
.
Finally Iguana
Who sits on his stump
He's quite the curmudgeon
Perhaps voted trump

Bali Library

Fun Fact: Not a Library

My gum is sandy
My luck's run out

The library's moved
The plan's in doubt

A smiling face
and snapper soup
I've been thrown
For quite a loop!

Yogyakarta Library

Little Girl
Little Kittens
Just across from
Where I'm sittin'
Eatin' chicken
Drinkin' tea
Shopkeep wants to
Marry me

Shopping

The bag wasn’t anything special, but it caught her eye. Everything seemed just the slightest bit more attractive than the purse she was carrying - the color seemed to match her dress, the clasps had a bit more sparkle to them, hell, the size seemed like it might accommodate those one or two last minute additions to her day. She basically had no choice other than to enter the shop.

Inside the shop, she exchanged pleasantries with the cashier before settling on the object of her desire. The price, however, became a sticking point. Where the inferior assemblage of cloth and leather that had entered the shop with the woman had only cost a week’s wages not even a month prior, the clearly superior accessory cost three times as much!

A struggle ensued. The woman began to extoll the virtues of her own bag and point out every imaginable flaw in the bag she desired. Once a comprehensive list had been made plain, a suggestion of an equal trade floated between the two women before being swatted down by the cashier.