Captain's Log
by Heikki Huotari
Captain's Log, Stardate 20307.1
When potato chips are less than perfect, an internal air hose blows them from the belt. The bus's name is NOT IN SERVICE. Allen Walter's having trouble with his shoes and says, So many things to do! I say, My scissors, paper, rock, my rules. The epidermis adheres to the bandage and the surreal cake is even less forthcoming than the supernatural hat so, disavowing inconvenient consequences, I may jettison the useless truth.
Captain's Log, Stardate 20307.2
Home James, I say to the public servant, Don't forget to turn the lie-detector off. Restoring force proportional to dislocation, Hooke's Law may apply to each half of the broken spring (two absences make four hearts fonder) so to summon butterflies imagine that your audience, the pope, is fully clothed.
Captain's Log, Stardate 20307.3
Love me love my dog or love me hate my dog or hate me love my dog or hate me and my dog, the bones in motion drop an octave and three media appear with each an entourage and at each checkpoint every postulate is gently presupposed. Prosaic justices may promulgate a stay and say, How many metaphysicists would take to changing light bulbs if the light bulbs were suspended in an animation?
Captain's Log, Stardate 20307.4
Would that Doppler shift were mine! Unfortunately I am not allowed to follow laws of nature without fudging data first. The cake I'm decorating is for show and I say, sui generis, as if I'm in a competition, calling hogs. This eiderdown will meet the needs of both the narcoleptic and insomniac as long as neither one gets greedy. In the lower right-hand corner of this landscape there's a tiny likeness of the artist, which is me.
In a past century Heikki Huotari attended a one-room school and spent summers on a forest-fire lookout tower, is now a retired math professor, and has published three chapbooks, one of which won the Gambling The Aisle prize, and two collections, Fractal Idyll (A…P Press) and The Knowable Emotions (Lynx House Press).