(Tomorrow is my grandfather’s 92nd birthday, the ever building,unbreakable man. This is a poem I wrote about him)
We watch men tall as splinters build a stadium
across the street from the hospital through his window.
He says I don’t have to stay with him, but I remember
him nesting over my shoulder the first time I pulled
a circular saw through lumber. How he helped
me drive each screw through the planks so
my mother had a planter on the porch for tulips.
He drifts in and out of sleep. I am always
awake here. My pulse hammers steady,
sure as he swings them. He misses home,
he says, his wood shop and recliner.
When the cardiologist enters, he tells the doctor
he is a toy maker, from combines to Cadillacs,
anything with wheels he can make from wood.
I fold the cafeteria menu into an airplane,
while they talk, curling the ends so it turns in flight.
Even here he is a master of construction, erecting
the spires of a cardiac cathedral on the monitor.
I form a steeple with both index fingers, collapsing
them into my knuckles when the heavy pulls his towers
down again. He stacks them into mountains then.
I follow the grain of the veins
beneath his skin with my eyes,
the good timber.
Seriously though, how is the National so much better than everything in the history of time and space?
I’m on a business trip, in a hotel my employer paid for, driving a jeep they rented for me. I packed two different pairs of argyle socks. This is adulthood.
But I also came back to the hotel room, swapped the button up for a Frank Ocean t-shirt, ordered pad thai, blasted the new National record from the Jeep, and wrote poems from this king sized bed. BRENNADULTHOOD is go!!!!
“Proof” updated version.
STOP IT I’M FREAKING OUT
I am both scared and excited
LET’S NOT FORGET THE FUCKING DALEK EYESTALK THAT WASHED UP IN FLORIDA
Or the Utah Cave Painting resembling the TARDIS~
let me repost this again
Not to mention the fact Mars is full of water.
Ladies and gentlemen, Gallifrey
Remember those things the Master had? So:
Crack in time?
So now I’m just gonna sit down and wait.
i just nearly fell down the stairs running to tell my dad that the doctor is real and that the internet has proof…
let’s not forget about this painting that has been made in 1959.It looks like Amy and Rory who actually lived somewhere around that time
Sober kid hear BYOB
Sober kid bring Chai
Sober kid can talk to women
Sober kid courage why
Sober kid dance bad, but
Sober kid like the beat
Sober kid DD
Sober kid clear the seat
Sober kid drive thru iced tea
Sober kid go to ballpark cause
Sober kid love the sport
Sober kid hold the wall cause
Sober kid hold it down
Sober kid funny cause
Sober kid clown
Sober kid steady walk like
Sober kid straight talk
Sober kid never mix drink
Sober kid make the mixtape.
Sober kid the party
that he wanna rock
GIF of Eddie the Sea Otter Making a Basket
Someone made a GIF of Eddie the sea otter playing making a basket. Submitted by Pete!