Wednesday, January 6, 2016

[My armpits itch. Dry]

  • Guess what I fell asleep listening to, woke up with in my head.
  • Yes, the above is the Mazzy Star I post the most.
  • I didn't have to buy Scrivener, I was offered a free trial. I downloaded it, looked around, quickly got lost but not before confirming it is more program than I need and, more importantly, more motherfucking organization than I will ever be capable of compliance.
  • Let me tell you what I need - an Arches 140 pound watercolor block with 5x5 per inch quadrilles. Lacking that, I now own a new an Arches 140 pound watercolor block without 5x5 per inch quadrilles, I'll draw my own motherfucking grids, damn it.
  • The trouble with digital for me is I can edit first draft. 
  • The trouble with analog for me is I can't edit first draft.
  • Poem below is digital first draft on Scrivener blank page. You'll have to take my word for it.
  • The funny aspect is the more you think it sucks the more you will believe me.

[My armpits itch, dry]

Jeff Popovich

My armpits itch. Dry
Winter: exclamation point
Dashboard, deflated

Tires by freezing.
This free trial of Scrivener knows
I’m writing haikus?

Automatically first word
Old form, or pedant

Regulating code?
The cut and paste to blogger’s
Gonna suck, tablets

Digital, tablets
Analog. Winter’s armpits,
Grading me, itching.

1 comment:

  1. i like the poem

    speaking of winter, in haiku form, i wrote the following while living in buffalo, where we had a lot of snow - i may have posted it before but really, it won't take long to read

    white nights are bright nights
    snowflakes slant through street lights and
    muffle my footsteps