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.

tragabigzanda wrote:Burt when Ed said "This song is dedicated to the bastard that married my momma" did it hit close to home?

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.

wease wrote:Sorry to hear, Burt. How old is your brother?

Rangi Guy wrote:My daughters got dropped off from school in tears as they were heading to the car when the hail hit and the got absolutely pelted (today at school they're having a big waterfight).

Chris_H_2 wrote:

Rangi Guy wrote:My daughters got dropped off from school in tears as they were heading to the car when the hail hit and the got absolutely pelted (today at school they're having a big waterfight).

be honest - did you laugh a little?

Chris_H_2 wrote:

Rangi Guy wrote:My daughters got dropped off from school in tears as they were heading to the car when the hail hit and the got absolutely pelted (today at school they're having a big waterfight).

be honest - did you laugh a little?

Rangi Guy wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

Rangi Guy wrote:My daughters got dropped off from school in tears as they were heading to the car when the hail hit and the got absolutely pelted (today at school they're having a big waterfight).

be honest - did you laugh a little?

I did!

oasisfan35 wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

Rangi Guy wrote:My daughters got dropped off from school in tears as they were heading to the car when the hail hit and the got absolutely pelted (today at school they're having a big waterfight).

be honest - did you laugh a little?

Just took a few extra seconds to unlock the doors is all.

Chris_H_2 wrote:

oasisfan35 wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

Rangi Guy wrote:My daughters got dropped off from school in tears as they were heading to the car when the hail hit and the got absolutely pelted (today at school they're having a big waterfight).

be honest - did you laugh a little?

Just took a few extra seconds to unlock the doors is all.

i'm picturing rangi moving forward a little bit every time that they tried to open the door

Bammer wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

oasisfan35 wrote:

Chris_H_2 wrote:

Rangi Guy wrote:My daughters got dropped off from school in tears as they were heading to the car when the hail hit and the got absolutely pelted (today at school they're having a big waterfight).

be honest - did you laugh a little?

Just took a few extra seconds to unlock the doors is all.

i'm picturing rangi moving forward a little bit every time that they tried to open the door

In high school one day a week we had 2 hour lunch so lots of people went off campus.

This was my signaure move on the way back driving past kids who weren’t 16 yet and thus walking back.

By signature move I mean I did it once.

Ello Sailor wrote:Break his knees and move mom + bro to Texas.

wease wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:Break his knees and move mom + bro to Texas.

This for sure. Use the money to move them out. Don’t give it to that fucker. Or at least your mom. Your brother is a grown-ass man.

BurtReynolds wrote:

wease wrote:

Ello Sailor wrote:Break his knees and move mom + bro to Texas.

This for sure. Use the money to move them out. Don’t give it to that fucker. Or at least your mom. Your brother is a grown-ass man.

He's mentally handicapped and can't live by himself and never will be able to.