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Sunday, February 24, 2008

Linus Gone Mute

Linus lost his blanket - stolen;
Gone.
Unfindable blue blanket;
Unfindable forever.
Linus has lonely hands, awakward hands;
Nothing to cling to;
No default;
Nothing, this kind of Nothing, is contagious - spreading
Arms swing wrong;
Legs walk wrong.
Linus can't see what's there.
No, he can see, but what is It?
Every single Thing...
A differently shaped It.
When all is an It, familiar vocabulary fails;
New vocabulary hides.
Linus has gone mute.

5 comments:

Keith Brenton said...

He can't go mute!

He has to read the scripture at the rehearsal for the Christmas pageant!

And reassure Charlie Brown that he has found a sincere tree!

This is a disaster!

Blanket police! Blanket police!

I'm using up all my exclamation points

Duke said...

Peace be with the moderator and all those who read this message.
The time has come.
I am here to bring judgment to the living and the dead. The harvest is ripe.
Pass this on to all fellow believers.

The Faithful Witness
Duke

JGonzalez said...

Where'd you find that?

Fajita said...

I birthed it.

Keith Brenton said...

He can't go mute!

He has to read the scripture at the rehearsal for the Christmas pageant!

And reassure Charlie Brown that he has found a sincere tree!

This is a disaster!

Blanket police! Blanket police!

I'm using up all my exclamation points