Dingo the Dissident

THE BLOG OF DISQUIET : Qweir Notions, an uncommonplace-book from the Armpit of Diogenes, binge-thinker jottings since 2008 .

Tuesday 31 March 2009

Belittling a bitterly failed infatuation:

you despise yourself
for having fallen into it -
but you did not fall:
you jumped for joy.
And now you ken
that you would be no wiser now
if you had not been hopeful then.

Monday 30 March 2009

Eugene O'Neill

(a great American playwright)
"Man is born broken
and lives by mending."
But the opposite is more true:
we are born as whole as we can be
and are systematically dismantled.

Saturday 28 March 2009

What will eradicate us

and save what is left
of the planet
will not be a
wild virus -
but a tame one.

Friday 27 March 2009

The Hunting Instinct

and the Orgasmic Imperative
may explain why men
pursue to the bitter end.

Tuesday 24 March 2009

It's easier

to be a Nobody
than a Somebody.
And when we're dead
we're all nobodies.

Monday 23 March 2009

On the postcard

I wrote:
Be patient - things
will turn out OK.

But to whom
shall I address it ?

The dry clay ?

Sunday 22 March 2009

You are probably

a nothing
and a nobody like me,
out at sea.

I am because
you are
and I don't
know who
you are.

Saturday 21 March 2009

Saturday 14 March 2009

Thursday 12 March 2009

A Poet

The unappreciated
stench of honesty
seeped from his pen.

Wednesday 11 March 2009

Tuesday 10 March 2009

Sick civilisation

praises every talent
the talent to be harmless.


Monday 9 March 2009

Sunday 8 March 2009

Saturday 7 March 2009

Do they not know

that a man's soul
is in his beard -
his visiopilation
- and that those who shave
are in sore
need of salvation ?

Wednesday 4 March 2009

Do they not know

that a woman's soul
is in her armpit -
her axillipilation
- and that those who shave
are in sore
need of salvation ?

Tuesday 3 March 2009

Monday 2 March 2009