Saturday, March 20, 2010

"Afterwinter"

Pollen breeze come here.
Now to hold your breath in fear,
an allergy pill—

-JBF

Thursday, March 18, 2010

With No Handle Bars

When I was a high school senior, sitting in my chair and not paying much attention to the fat man speaking in front of the class, a particular set of lyrics were on repeat inside my head. Believe it or not, these words were a major theme in me deciding to become an engineering undergrad. It was motivation that was given to me. In this case, it came in the form of a particular phrase, from a particular song, said in a particular way.

I still remember going up to Winter during lunch period and stating the words, "I don’t fear the math anymore." Thank you Flobots.


Tuesday, March 2, 2010

It's free form. Definitely freeform..

You were all,
we were all,
we never existed,
A familiar far-flunged fascination..

A fading memory,
a vague experience,
a stone dropped on water with an impact yet,
the winkles slowly disappear.

Now, the most ideal state for you, me, us,
now a moment of tasteful pleasantries,
now an ideal ingenious i
diocracy you've created!

Now,
despair.

You disappeared into a game I chose not to play,
I kid not.


"I wrote this during the winter of 2009. I've found myself in similar scenarios since. Harmonic disappointment.."
-JBF