Okay … the spousal-type can't know about the successful catch and release of a bathroom cockroach the other morning … but somebody oughtta.

The effective reach of a Twitter timeline on full display.

I am an empty frame
Not a blank canvas, mind you
But a vessel

If a picture speaks a thousand words,
Does the void inside me ring mute?
Does it swallow expression like a dark star?
How can anything possibly grow when so devoured?

The back of my head tingles mildly
With vague notions of having once held a picture
Firmly in place
As it spoke

For the life of me
Could I recall just a little of what it said
Just…
Something…
Anything…

I am an empty frame
And all I want
All that I need
Is something to hold onto

Leave your eyes here with me
So in times of need
I might cradle them with cupped hands
And drawing them near to an ear
I'll listen as the waves break
Recollecting memory

You see
They house a piece of me
Without which I feel incomplete
I have tried to retrieve it
But I think that this part of me can only exist there
In your eyes

So if you take your eyes away from me
I'd be a man apart
Someone unfamiliar
Hardly recognizable
It's the only place I feel I know myself
There in your eyes

If you don't leave them
I'll shatter
A part of me
Forever lost
And the cracks will always show
No matter how meticulously glued back together the pieces

A time much maligned
Possessed of an unwavering haze
Fuming
Persistently
The fog of malaise
Groping our communal psyche
And not kindly
And not with love

Twittering clutter
Breaded and buttered
Sputters
Unconsciously
Protests exhaustively
Pleading to end
The bountiful scavenge
For sacrificial children

Found a few more poems Imma rejuvenate later.

Today's fantasy … that the movers and shakers gathered together today for direct action over voting rights are strategizing the grassroots educational outreach on a massive scale that generating enough legislative pressure to be successful would require. The bifurcated information ecosystem (with its dual reality bubbles) have capped max pressure per bubble. Breaching bubble two is prerequisite to the passing of any voter protection legislation.

Am I the only one ready for a PDF format that isn't bound by pages? I want to analyze some sh$t digitally … and I don't want clunky a$$ page breaks splitting up my highlights on a device that has no pages to turn. Perhaps I should create an app for HTML annotation.

Quick … someone give me a valid binary choice. I've been getting so many of the invalid variety shoved down my throat that I am starting to forget what they look like.

Whataboutism … that's what woke Twitter has been flooding my timeline with in order to avoid the discomfort one feels when realizing someone you respect f$&ked up.

I used to daydream
Of how I wish things could be
A quivering arm placed beside me
A tender touch of flesh
And an exhale with whispers
Coiling my ravaged skin

A voice whistling through my ear drums
So familiar
I cannot distinguish it from my own
The gentle stroke
First across my cheek
And then atop my skull
So passionate
Words need not accompany it

I used to dream of a passion
So deep inside me
It tickled my throat to breath

From six days ago, Matt Zeller fully explaining my Afghan frustration

No idea who Cloudflare is picking up … the Plausible Analytics number is likely the accurate number.

I could tell you 9 nine false things and 1 true thing in the same breath. That I lied 9 times makes the 1 true thing I said no less true. Who I am, what motivated me, my aim in telling you these 10 things … entirely irrelevant … that 1 thing remains true.

#SideSaddleSleepyHead

Wish I could force all my Twitter followers to read a thread, just once, so I could go ahead and filter out all the folks that are bound to disappoint. (In this case, obviously, it would be the Afghanistan triplet).

Folks that didn't f$&king anticipate something sure seem to think themselves entitled to claim there wasn't anyone else that happened to anticipate that which they could not.

FFS Oxford Dictionary of English, is there a non-ignoramus setting for your word of the day?

Alrighty … think I just got my Afghanistan art concept.

The official Matt Zeller segment I recorded this morning (complete with Andrea Mitchell really trying to figure out how to tow the line in the middle).

Way to go American journalists, John Oliver's Afghanistan coverage secures his position as head of class.

Here's Matt Zeller this morning.

(Y'all just set the Kool-Aid down, listen to our veterans like they might be correct, then use your processor to discern wherein lay the propagandic spin … it's the swallowing w/o thinking that bothers me).

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And … I mean … why listen to the man with the Harvard education, that did four tours in Iraq, when you can pass the buck tow the tribal line … am I right? #Aghanistan

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A little more Crow … this time in print #Afghanistan

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Tell me woke Twitter … do we still like Rep. Jason Crow? #Afghanistan

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