Thursday, January 27, 2011

Down There

Having gathered, the foam rose.
The lather spilling over, upon the stones:
slippery sheen gleaming; traitorous,
bewitching siren swept almost
silent; bewitching still, but farther down.

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Hiatus

It may be no way to start off a year, but it is what it is.

Hiatus. N. \hī-ˈā-təs\ an interruption in time or continuity : break; especially : a period when something (as a program or activity) is suspended or interrupted.

Optimism may be the eighth cardinal sin; and if there may be only the Seven then it shall await the Elevation of Pride To pride of place... Wait.

Thursday, December 30, 2010

2010 In Passing

It was a good year to be a Muneeb Pasha. There have been and will be better years, and there are no altogether bad years, not yet, no - but 2010 was a good year nonetheless.

TL;DR
"What is this thing called love?
It is nothing reliable,
not like this silk cravat"
      - John Beer, the Waste Land
 
What made 2010 such a good year to follow after the jump:

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Pillow Talk

I. Immaculate Misconception

Too many people were hitler this year
so it was unsurprising to hear
from someone, maybe Jon Stewart
(because Jon is one clever J-Streeter),
that Hitler also is hitler.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

Through Your Jalousies

I sat atop that hill there, see?
I reached and saw you descend
like that sequin for myself
I peeled off her dress.