Monday, September 16, 2013


Liar, Liar, Pants on Fire!

do u feel bad when the
truth hurts?  things get
tangled up a lot.  science
is sometimes as subjective

as the next guy.  summed
up, all of the lines in his
face equals the master
template of i am happy

and i feel sheer, even
giddy joy as he pumps his
long-time buddy’s
chest with an ice pick

over and over and
over and over and
over and over while
encamped at the base

of mauna loa.
forensic anthro
pology is the
study of the
lines in my
face.  in

who appears
in the souvenir
when every
thing else
has been