Friday, June 12, 2009

The Fierce Urgency of Now

My 39th birthday. Pulpfiction is 9 years old as of 11am. Who'd have ever thought?

What a year of pleasant surprises.

Friends have often asked me why
I'm sensitive about my height

I would look around and say

Hmm, I thought I was immune

All my life I have waited
to be given any word
It was screaming to be heard

Please remember:

The earth can be any shape you want it

Any shape at all

Dark and cold or bright and warm

Long or thin or small

But it's home and all I ever had

And maybe why for me the earth is flat

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