Nature's Tat†Øo

Her Scar

BY PETER SPAGNUOLO

Remember me: the murmuring lips half said
in half-light, buried in the hollow
a boy’s neck made, as now inside his head
they stir again, though twenty years swallow
the purest parts of her, all but her plea,
this taunt—what act from him could it command?
The boy who’d know is gone—Re-member me—
but what man can assemble limbs, make stand
again those legs that twined in his, or hitch
the yoke of hips to sway and resurrect
a girl? I try, but only recollect
her scar—each lewd, profaning, cautered stitch—
vermiform, red, furrowed belly to breast:
where nights, long past, he’d laid his head in rest.
Source: Poetry (October 2010).

Sir SnowDen~

Dear Fight for the Future,

Here’s a quick emergency action item. I’m not sure if we’ll win this, but it’s definitely worth a shot.

In short, a few heroes in Congress successfully introduced an amendment (Massie-Lofgren) to defund key parts of the NSA’s spying apparatus. But today, party leaders want to kill it.

Can you make three quick calls right now to defend our victory against the NSA?

Here are their phone numbers:

House Speaker John Boehner: (202) 225-0600
Minority Leader Nancy Pelosi: (202) 225-4965
Appropriations Chair Hal Rogers: (202) 225-4601

When you call, be polite, but tell them: “I’m a constituent and I care about my privacy from government searches. Don’t block the Massie-Lofgren amendment.”

If you want to get technical (up to you!) try explaining how terrible an idea it is for the US government to be inserting backdoors and weakening encryption in American tech products. (The Massie-Lofgren amendment would cut off funding for these activities.)

Either way, please do make these three calls. It takes just a few minutes, and it’s totally worth it.

Thanks for doing this!

Two Years gone by

Like a silent breeze
the years slip by us
has it been two years already since
you left us.
Thankful John, no wonder, you passed
so close to Thanksgiving.
Greatful John , others would call you,
You touched many hearts and souls.
Your beloved wife an four boys
I know you;re not far~ we just can;t see you,
but we can feel you~ loud an clear.
R.I.P John Sabatino

.Å.rcticmon.K.eys

I'm a puppet on a string
Tracy Island, time-traveling diamond
Could've shaped heartaches
Come to find ya fall in some velvet mourning
Years too late
She's a silver lining lone ranger riding
Through an open space
In my mind when she's not right there beside me

I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can't help myself,
All I wanna hear her say is "Are you mine? "

Are you mine?
Are you mine?
Are you mine?

I guess what I'm trying to say is I need the deep end
Keep imagining meeting, wished away entire lifetimes
Unfair we're not somewhere misbehaving for days
Great escape lost track of time and space
She's a silver lining climbing on my desire

And I go crazy 'cause here isn't where I wanna be
And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can't help myself,
All I wanna hear her say is "Are you mine? "

Well, are you mine? (Are you mine tomorrow?)
Are you mine? (Or just mine tonight?)
Are you mine? (Are you mine? Mine?)

And the thrill of the chase moves in mysterious ways
So in case I'm mistaken,
I just wanna hear you say you got me baby
Are you mine?

She's a silver lining lone ranger riding through an open space
In my mind when she's not right there beside me
And I go crazy cause here isn't where I wanna be

And satisfaction feels like a distant memory
And I can't help myself,
All I wanna hear her say is "Are you mine? "

Well, are you mine? (Are you mine tomorrow?)
Are you mine? (Or just mine tonight?)
Are you mine? (Are you mine tomorrow, or just mine tonight?)