Absurdism goes well with Peanut Butter, by thndrhwk Subscribe to rss feed for thndrhwk

Can you hear it?
There is music buzzing at
the edges of your expectations, and
Millions die without that happy
ending.

Follow me, if you care to
come and I will show you
the three rules to a calm mind.
First, that what you expect
isn't what's gonna
happen. Second

that in the end, it all comes
to dying; a compass leads
to flipping
coins on an empty stage.
Which way's south again? And
what was that third rule?
Oh, yes. That destiny
isn't worth
much when you can
tell a hawk from a handsaw.

The fourth rule is quantum literature, so
you can throw the other rules
away, should you be
so inclined.
Depends on whether or not
Schroedinger's cat is dead.

I bet tails.
Posted: 2008-02-05 05:33:58 UTC

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2008-03-17 07:58:14Blistered Rose
intriguing... it's a very 'in your face' kinda poem. i like it.

2008-03-30 21:13:54thndrhwk
This poem, in case you can't tell, refers heavily to the play "Rosencrantz and Guildenstern are Dead" by Tom Stoppard.