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authorCase Duckworth2015-03-25 21:49:45 -0700
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Flatten directory structure
All content files (*.txt, *.html, *.river) are now in /.
I did this to simplify the compilation step, and to make
linking easier.  I'm still thinking about whether I should
move the contents of js/, img/, and lua/ into /, or into
an 'assets' folder of some sort.  We'll see.
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2title: 100 lines
3id: 100-lines
4genre: verse
5
6project:
7 title: Autocento of the breakfast table
8 class: autocento
9...
10
11Whenever you call me friend \
12I fall down on my knees and cry \
13because I know it's the only thing \
14never to happen before in this \
15life is something you can't see \
16it's a pillow under a [hook shot][] \
17[I want to tell you something anything][tell-you] \
18but you are there and I am here \
19we are [trapped inside ourselves][trapped] \
20and the distance is too far \
21you are something that I would tell \
22[would be nothing][] before too long \
23you are not the finisher of dreams \
24you are the beginning of [nightmares][] \
25or waking but I'm not sure which \
26this [letter is for you][] in the future \
27it will lead you on the path \
28of goodness or of rightness or of \
29wrong people and right meanings \
30or the meaning will be hidden \
31or wrestling the demon I will have become \
32restless under the starlight \
33it's too bright here to think \
34the negatives would be pitch black \
35darkness of a silver mine \
36there are [no trees][] here \
37where have you been where are you now \
38I am no longer here or there \
39you are anywhere or are you \
40up in the clouds is a ghost \
41he is white and blue like a cloud \
42he paints with his teeth \
43he paints the rainbow before midnight \
44that you can see from your window \
45staring out under the sunlight \
46through the gauze curtains \
47[over the high mountain][mountain] far away \
48that is covered over with snow \
49past the rivers and forests \
50that lie awake under Orion \
51hunting the bull that runs forever \
52just out of his reach \
53pointing the way for the two of us \
54to join together in song or dance \
55or that other thing and sing \
56the Grinch down off Mount Crumpet \
57[his heart breaking his chest][heart] \
58thumping with the beat \
59his [little dog too][] running running \
60with the bull full of laughter and blood \
61he can't see it anymore because it's become him \
62we are trapped he says we are \
63trapped in ourselves it turns out \
64that all along it wasn't you or me \
65but he and her or her and him or \
66he and he or she and she or they \
67even they tell us that nothing has happened \
68even they know that it's a big joke \
69one more thing to know before the death \
70we are crying like crocodiles \
71before their loved ones' coffins \
72we are bellowing with grief like buffalo \
73on a berth of wild oxen \
74we are wailing our clothes are in rags \
75[we want][want1] [we want][want2] [we want][want3] \
76but never can we get \
77what is it \
78we don't know what it is \
79but it's something it's anything \
80it's too many people or not enough \
81it's too few trees we need more \
82beavers to build riverdams we need \
83grapes too or [plums][] from the ice box \
84or an ice box even would be nice \
85all I have is this cube isn't that right \
86or is a sphere a cube a donut a coffee \
87cup your hands in mine yes that's right \
88now bring the water to your face \
89clear and cool and \
90full of something \
91what is it wanting \
92or yearning \
93I can see in your eyes they're clear now \
94they are as clear as a running stream \
95or the sky that's clear right \
96or the water that is in the Bahamas \
97because I hear that's clear \
98you're as clear as the sound of a bell \
99you're as clear as the [braying of horses][] \
100you're as clear as the glass in God's eye \
101and I \
102I'm as dull as an ox plowing \
103[through fields in his yoke][yoke] \
104I'm as dull as clouded amber \
105I'm dull as you find me \
106tonight after dinner \
107I'm reading the crossword \
108you're sitting beside me \
109you're watching TV.
110
111[hook shot]: theoceanoverflowswithcamels.html
112[tell-you]: lovesong.html
113[trapped]: howtoread.html
114[would be nothing]: no-nothing.html
115[nightmares]: in-bed.html
116[letter is for you]: poetry-time.html
117[no trees]: plant.html
118[mountain]: mountain.html
119[heart]: moon-drowning.html
120[little dog too]: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jUpxmlZ2hyM
121[want1]: i-wanted-to-tell-you-something.html
122[want2]: fire.html
123[want3]: lovesong.html
124[plums]: http://www.poetryfoundation.org/poem/245576
125[braying of horses]: table_contents.html
126[yoke]: last-passenger.html