For a moment, I could smell
this tinge of a burning oil,
and the table-saw dust sprinkled
my mind in a furry way and then,
I knew that everything is one glob,
and I could see that god was hosting
our glob in the most compassionate
mode. Sure, we have disease that is
ubiquitous, universal, individual,
but at least, for a moment, for a tick,
it was mashed gently, inside a soft glove,
comfortable, going to sleep, going home.
.
stillfugue 
#1 by johnnycrabcakes on September 11, 2013 - 6:08 pm
Iiiiii. have become…..
comfortably mashed.
Nice.
#2 by Carl on September 12, 2013 - 6:35 am
Yes, how many it times has that song inspired? Thank you for your comment. I appreciate it.
#3 by johnnycrabcakes on September 15, 2013 - 5:27 pm
Yes. That band is responsible for a whole layer in the soundtrack stratum of my life.
#4 by Jamie Dedes on September 11, 2013 - 6:09 pm
Intriguing. I like it.
#5 by Carl on September 12, 2013 - 6:36 am
Thank you, Jamie. I appreciate your visit and your comment.
#6 by clinock on September 14, 2013 - 12:05 am
relieved to know that someone is hosting our glob…
#7 by Carl on September 17, 2013 - 1:38 pm
Yes, that, I suppose, is the good news. Thank you for your comment.