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When I laugh like a 65-year-old smoker, when I fill in the lines of her face with my fingertips, when my thoughts crash, when I don't return my mother's calls, when I apologize for stepping on your new shoes, when I read Wolfe instead of socialize with the priests, when I stare into open caskets, when I microwave popcorn for all my friends, when I throw nickels at Vietnam veterans' feet, when I drink almond milk, when I swear celibacy, when I break oaths, when I decide to write an epic poem that rips off "Howl", when I browbeat idiot roommates, when I buy books I never read, when I hit on summer girls through text messaging, when I wake up beside myself, when I sleep on the tile by the toilet, when I **** off the neighbors when I hear someone say New Journalism died, when I say they lied, when I break my fourth finger against a wall, when I listen to The Silver Jews during a heinous fog, when I get to the table on time, when I talk to Shorty about Waits, to Zach about Springsteen and Ryan Adams, when I'm surprised my friends actually listen to me, when I straddle roadkill, when I rock the proverbial boat, when I lie with good intentions, when I hook, when I line, when I sinker, when I shift, when I falter, when I fix, when I fake, when I take the bait--- it's involuntary.
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Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 11:24 AM UTC
Involuntary
When I laugh like a 65-year-old smoker, when I fill in the lines of her face with my fingertips, when my thoughts crash, when I don't return my mother's calls, when I apologize for stepping on your new shoes, when I read Wolfe instead of socialize with the priests, when I stare into open caskets, when I microwave popcorn for all my friends, when I throw nickels at Vietnam veterans' feet, when I drink almond milk, when I swear celibacy, when I break oaths, when I decide to write an epic poem that rips off "Howl", when I browbeat idiot roommates, when I buy books I never read, when I hit on summer girls through text messaging, when I wake up beside myself, when I sleep on the tile by the toilet, when I **** off the neighbors when I hear someone say New Journalism died, when I say they lied, when I break my fourth finger against a wall, when I listen to The Silver Jews during a heinous fog, when I get to the table on time, when I talk to Shorty about Waits, to Zach about Springsteen and Ryan Adams, when I'm surprised my friends actually listen to me, when I straddle roadkill, when I rock the proverbial boat, when I lie with good intentions, when I hook, when I line, when I sinker, when I shift, when I falter, when I fix, when I fake, when I take the bait--- it's involuntary.
Copyright 2010 by J.J. Hutton
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Dec 28, 2010
Dec 28, 2010 at 11:24 AM UTC
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