Wednesday, April 30, 2008

.

i think i need to leave.
i need a 3rd party vacation pal.

im accepting applications.

I didnt accomplish nearly what I had planned. but it was enough.

nite.

Tuesday, April 29, 2008

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these smiles
rounding the corners
to 'complete'.
which seems to be
some mythical statement
or, possibly a hopeful
outlook in reverse logic.
like turning down the less knob.
almost exactly.

Monday, April 28, 2008

.

i dont know why i am still up.

i had a hand in my pocket
walking down the street.
my pants needed holding up
and it worked perfectly.

its nice to do things right once in a while.
it was a rough day in the confines of my head.
its ok though.
i am happy to have whats not in there.
the list is long...
and i wonder why so many things cant make me smile right now.

maybe my face muscles are tired. i will try again tomorrow.

nite.


Sunday, April 27, 2008

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long weekend, little sleep lots of work recording one happy island. it was fun but i am exhausted.

1. sparks from fire
2. free of politics
3. road trips
4. assertive
5. money for gas
6. you are legendary, in my head and the legend grows daily
7. hum
8. wink that eye
9. awake and asleep and moving and still and concept and math (science)
10. you, for hours, you, over and over, you.

Friday, April 25, 2008

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it has come to my attention that prices of oil go up when JMR:

1. eats a cheeseburger
2. takes a shit
3. drops things down the stairs


make a chart for these things:

1. the amount of times you act your age.
2. when you look at others and want to make out / etc.

have a good weekend.

Thursday, April 24, 2008

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1. temperature
2. things in space
3. tops of heads
4. humanity
5. recognition
6. busy
7. strength
8. uno
9. long haul
10. you
11. askew stance in comfortable pants.

Wednesday, April 23, 2008

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subject to late nite
last minute fun
that you find on the street
in people you dont
plan to meet

i was thinking... its odd what things make people proud. what makes you proud? no. really.

the rain and thunder are coming in my window
and i dont mind
"settle down, soldier" it says.

"ok."

Saturday, April 19, 2008

4-19-08

Im tired of smelling weed everywhere
like the second sunny spring day isnt enough.
i got a sun burn reading jack kerouac by the lake.
all the locals are out again so i have to fight
for a spot to sit. luckily there are plenty of rocks.

all the pretty girls walking with their heads
down or staring over the water trying not to
make eye contact with guys who have been
without summer skirts to stare at for months.

i kind of thought i might write a letter
but decided if I couldnt send it as soon
as it was written i might as well not bother.
besides, jackie said in my ear earlier not to
write her a letter but write her a poem.
i dont put myslef to be much of a letter writer
and im surely not a poet.

no money in my pockets for foods.
i dont know if debt is good for a sandwich or not.

a guy is practicing scales on a steinberg
bass facing the water by the fishing pier.
the every few minute octave higher climb,
notes always up never down monotony
against the waves and the workers cutting
wood and hammering fresh planks on
the floating docks for the soon to come boats.

there is a haze on the new york side
of the lake taking over the closest island.

peoples burns becoming more evident
as the day goes. its impossible to find shade
in the leave less trees at city hall park.

sitting with the costco punks, piles of vomit
and bags of metal cleaner. the white trash
in sox shirts argue about shutting their
fucking mouths and the nader bike guy
takes a break at a chess table. his swirled
neon bike now says 'end this policestate'
on one side and 'BPD David Clements'
on the other.

coffee w/ jpow, post card shopping with BD and
dinner with jmr. the moon is full again
and reminds me of things i wont speak of.

home to nurse the burn.
i think its worse than I thought.
nite.

Friday, April 18, 2008

.

no one comes to visit
the welcome sign is the loneliest
piece of your house
at least bring it inside
to keep it warm

i cant stop listening to jack kerouac read. and I dont have that much to listen to.

all i have is little pieces of
things and stuff stuck
here and there in my achy brain
open and waiving in
the evening breeze catching
thing like the girls stretching
out cleaning the tops of the
windows from the inside
of the closed down store
show lights off on their toes
squeeeeking their way to transparency
so the morning staff will be
able to see the grumpy hunched
over workers sip their coffee
as they purposefully only
make eye contact with obscenely
happy fluffy dogs that are out
for a morning constitution.

Thursday, April 17, 2008

i am going to be deaf
and you are going to have to
string the leash of our dog
through your belt buckles
around your waist
so we can walk him and
still talk with sign language

i hope thats ok
i will make up for it
somehow

after our dog dies we can let our membership to the water front makeoutclub lapse
and just stay home.

or just not get a dog
i dont really want one.

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

went to see tapes n tapes and white denim at higher ground. tapes n tapes were kind of boring. the drummer only had 4 beats and all the songs pretty much sounded the same. white denims drummer had 5 million beats and he used them all. he made the band. they were way better.

what are those sweaters you wear?
some sloping shoulders make your neck seem longer
the days are running together
and i want to feel like progress
is a warm bed
helping hands, huge hearts
and wandering
but thats not what it is.

our comments through reflection
pretty much everything is reflection
at this point because i cant remember
anything when i need to.

this is really not a poem. i dont know why its spaced like this.

oh and i wanted to say something about the value of opportunity and at what point opportunity becomes a hassle. also i think one of you science types should do a study on how much less money people would take for a job based on the opportunity for experience or the ability to make use of some other unique perk. i was thinking about these things today. and then i was thinking about the value of doing what you want now vs. the value of making use of opportunities that could benefit you in the future.

what do you want to do now?

there are baby sheep on my tv. baaaa.