I'm living out in Clusterville. Out here
we cluster up the huts and houses, apartmental
lego-heaps, and all the rest. The clustering
seems fine. I have a job at Clusterworks.
The Clusterwork motto is
"Trust Your Clustering to Us!"
We've been trained never to omit
the exclamation point.
Believe it or not, my wife Clemithia
is a direct descendant of one
of Clusterville's founders--
Alchemia von Kluster,
who was German by birth,
Belgian by culture. A grim,
exacting gourmand, so they
say. Aggressive pacifist.
Clemithia takes after her.
I would call my spouse
an imposing figure.
You would, too.
Again by marriage I'm related to
Colonel Jean von Kluster,
who's first and last stand
occurred just outside Clusterville:
he sank his savings into
a failed jousting tournament.
Look,I'm no deep thinker, no
existentialist, anarchist,
or pub philosopher. I work in
Clusterville because that's what I do.
I like self-evident just fine.
Other people call the shots
and legions more (the sad cases)
believe they have control.
There are clusters of people,
places, and things in Clusterville.
That is all you really need to know,
amen. Come to Clusterville.
Call it home. Stay.
hans ostrom 2016
