Red Mosquito

Carl Sandburg wrote:There is a wolf in me . . . fangs pointed for tearing gashes . . . a red tongue for raw meat . . . and the hot lapping of blood—I keep this wolf because the wilderness gave it to me and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fox in me . . . a silver-gray fox . . . I sniff and guess . . . I pick things out of the wind and air . . . I nose in the dark night and take sleepers and eat them and hide the feathers . . . I circle and loop and double-cross.

There is a hog in me . . . a snout and a belly . . . a machinery for eating and grunting . . . a machinery for sleeping satisfied in the sun—I got this too from the wilderness and the wilderness will not let it go.

There is a fish in me . . . I know I came from salt-blue water-gates . . . I scurried with shoals of herring . . . I blew waterspouts with porpoises . . . before land was . . . before the water went down . . . before Noah . . . before the first chapter of Genesis.

There is a baboon in me . . . clambering-clawed . . . dog-faced . . . yawping a galoot's hunger . . . hairy under the armpits . . . here are the hawk-eyed hankering men . . . here are the blonde and blue-eyed women . . . here they hide curled asleep waiting . . . ready to snarl and kill . . . ready to sing and give milk . . . waiting—I keep the baboon because the wilderness says so.

There is an eagle in me and a mockingbird . . . and the eagle flies among the Rocky Mountains of my dreams and fights among the Sierra crags of what I want . . . and the mockingbird warbles in the early forenoon before the dew is gone, warbles in the underbrush of my Chattanoogas of hope, gushes over the blue Ozark foothills of my wishes—And I got the eagle and the mockingbird from the wilderness.

O, I got a zoo, I got a menagerie, inside my ribs, under my bony head, under my red-valve heart—and I got something else: it is a man-child heart, a woman-child heart: it is a father and mother and lover: it came from God-Knows-Where: it is going to God-Knows-Where—For I am the keeper of the zoo: I say yes and no: I sing and kill and work: I am a pal of the world: I came from the wilderness.

96583UP wrote:it's hot

again

bodysnatcher wrote:need to clean my place so i'll probably put on some headphones and throw a couple of beers in my camelbak backpack while i vacuum and mop

wease wrote:Having breakfast in the hotel. Total room holds 35 or so. Papa Wease left around 15 minutes ago and he just came back in. As he walks thru the door he announces to the room “well, I got two things out of the way, now I’m ready to go!” I swear, sometimes it’s like going around with a five year old.

spike wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:need to clean my place so i'll probably put on some headphones and throw a couple of beers in my camelbak backpack while i vacuum and mop

Holy shit that’s a great idea. The booze Camelback for chores.

Ello Sailor wrote:

spike wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:need to clean my place so i'll probably put on some headphones and throw a couple of beers in my camelbak backpack while i vacuum and mop

Holy shit that’s a great idea. The booze Camelback for chores.

Beer residue in the Camelback would be nasty though. Hear me out: A Skinny Bitch (vodka and lime + soda).

Ello Sailor wrote:Did you pick up anything at Sub Pop? Does it have memorabilia and shit or is it just a record store?

bodysnatcher wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:

spike wrote:

bodysnatcher wrote:need to clean my place so i'll probably put on some headphones and throw a couple of beers in my camelbak backpack while i vacuum and mop

Holy shit that’s a great idea. The booze Camelback for chores.

Beer residue in the Camelback would be nasty though. Hear me out: A Skinny Bitch (vodka and lime + soda).

In Russia we call that a “Ukrainian”

VinylGuy wrote:Been going to a few record stores here in Paris

Remember when vinyl were cheap? Haha those were the days

wease wrote:

VinylGuy wrote:Been going to a few record stores here in Paris

Remember when vinyl were cheap? Haha those were the days

I’ve hit a few bookstores. Not finding very much, tho.