Austinist: The Accidental Gentrifist: Mortal Coil (sans spring)

txtoast

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 14:23:12 -0600

"Memento mori" by Billy Collins- There is no need for me to keep a skull on my desk, to stand with one foot up on the ruins of Rome, or wear a locket with the sliver of a saint’s bone. It is enough to realize that every common object in this sunny little room will outlive me – the carpet, radio, bookstand and rocker. Not one of these things will attend my burial, not even this dented goose necked lamp with its steady benediction of light. Though I could put worse things in my mind than the image of it waddling across the cemetery like an old servant, dragging the tail of its cord, the small circle of mourners parting to make room.

Benj

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 13:40:03 -0600

Hey Brown. Actually, it's my mom's mom. Thus the lack of semblance to C-Low. And it was a few weeks ago. But we weren't able to do much of a memorial at the time, so I wanted to throw something up. But ambiguity-induced mix-ups are par for the course here on Mondays. You've read my "column"--every week it's a flying fuck at a rolling doughnut.

sls

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 11:45:59 -0600

sorry b & c. you're in our thoughts.

MirandaNMF

Mon, 14 Jan 2008 11:30:11 -0600

gosh, she doesn't look too much like C, huh? give her my condolences.