Amanda Lynn

There's a bird in my hair
there's a bird in my hair

there's a bird in my hair 
and I just don't CARE.

Nobody knows about the tub

of peanut butter concealed

up my nose. Until I sneeze and it's

ejected at such a velocity

that it brings them to their knees.

Bird in my hair
I just don't dare
peanut butter in my nose
soup in all my clothes
I have a pair of gloves
and beef
lots of beef.

The beef has a belief

and a thousand and one eyes

and plenty of teeth.

What does the beef believe

and why does it stare?

Nobody knows because it's

just not there, its hiding

with the peanut butter

and the bird, up my nose and

in my hair.

April 27. Incapable of living with people, of speaking. Complete immersion in myself, thinking of myself. Apathetic, witless, fearful. I have nothing to say to anyone - never.  

       - Franz Kafka, Diaries of Franz Kafka 

barbara kruger

"We all have two lives: The true, the one we dreamed of in childhood. And go on dreaming of as adults in a substratum of mist; the false, the one we love when we live with others, the practical, the useful, the one we end up by being put in a coffin."
         
               - Fernando Pessoa

I am a collection of dismantled almosts.

    - Anne Sexton

"We are all
museums of fear."

      - Charles Bukowski

Y. That perfect letter. The wishbone, fork in the road, empty wineglass. The question we ask over and over. Why? - Marjorie Celona

I’m beginning to know myself. I don’t exist.  I’m the gap between what I’d like to be and what others have made me. Or half of this gap, since there’s also life…

        - Fernando Pessoa 

I found the human heart empty and insipid everywhere except in books.

         - Jean-Paul Sartre