From the sea, a fog overtook Comic Con Saturday morning.
Amount of money I've spent so far on Comic Con this year:
15 dollars on trolley fare.
16 dollars on comics.
9 dollars on coffee.
Starbucks is undercutting Mrs. Fields at the Con this year--a grande Starbucks drip coffee is 2.50 while Mrs. Fields sells a small for three dollars. What can this mean?
Twitter Sonnet #894
Ordained to lakes across the scorchéd plain
A pie consumed at night in ice but warm.
A towing snake usurps assumption's lane
If enmity were left athwart the storm.
In Rome, a Forest praised and loved Sappho.
The radio nickel has drawn no crowd.
Across the books a dame could wield lasso.
Unknown TVs transmit no churning cloud.
A trail of energy condensed to bars.
The eyes between the cats observe the line.
Not ev'ry robot found its way to Mars.
A glowing orb ascends a certain pine.
A hinted twin returns in golden pin.
A nat'ral neuron spoke of bloodless kin.
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