advice from a caterpillar

i've not heard a reasonably explanation...or ANY explanation regarding why it has become so damn difficult to get entries posted to blogger.  this is supposed to be blogger and not multiply so...W.  T.   F.!?!?!?

i'm playing hooky from attending the Tea, Supper, and Social Club.  it's a group of fags that meetup every Wednesday.  i think i'm just over it.  over with fags in general.  fags, for the large part, have been seriously disappointing.  

i stumbled upon this poem from Amy Gerstler's  book, Dearest Creature  featured on Mark Doty's blog awhile back.

 

 

 

 

ADVICE FROM A CATERPILLAR  by Amy Gerstler


Chew your way into a new world.
Munch leaves. Molt. Rest. Molt
again. Self-reinvention is everything.
Spin many nests. Cultivate stinging
bristles. Don't get sentimental
about your discarded skins. Grow
quickly. Develop a yen for nettles.
Alternate crumpling and climbing. Rely
on your antennae. Sequester poisons
in your body for use at a later date.
When threatened, emit foul odors
in self-defense. Behave cryptically
to confuse predators: change colors, spit,
or feign death. If all else fails, taste terrible.

 

 

The last line, "If all else fails, taste terrible." made me laugh out loud.....

 

 

ah, well......

 

i am seriously akratic, lately.  i'm sure it's equal parts acedia and ego-depletion.  the ego-depletion is funny since i've managed to survive quite a long time without LOL.  i'm that awesome.