Monday, November 03, 2025


 

 I got too weirded

out sun
had gone down
walking around 
Manhattan 
toward East Village 
did a loop 
came back 

 What time is it?

God only knows
Minus three 
and then another hour
We're going backwards
But it's later?
I don't know what time it is
But I care?

Sunday, November 02, 2025

 Tra leee la

   Tra lee la
Breakfast at 8
It's not corona virus 
  It's carnivorous
They eat meat!
heard on Bleeker 
  5:37 pm
11/2/2025

 What's the point?

Good question 
You
Need 
To 
Answer that on your own
Changing the oil
Give me a break

 I'm

redecorating 
POLICE LINE  DO NOT CROSS

 Pish 

    Posh
  Bigaww 
    Native American
    Pish 
Posh 
Pigawww 
  How'd ya do
   I'm losing it
Well okay

 Echelon

      trouve 
accent
   some African Nation
What
  Oh 
  Pushing carts 
Six 
   Or seven
Some walking together
  Others
lone stranglers 
   On the cement

 Jeeve 

Jeebus 
That cracking in the wall
  what is that?
   Ghosts
Ghosts of old New York
   lurking
In brick
   laughing 
   They're good looking
   and dressed to blast 
on a nowhere basis
  these GHOSTS I'll say
Oh well 
Tomorrow 's 
   another day

 I wandered around a town

in New Jersey
Found boxes by the sidewalk
Throwing out photographs
And negatives
Of old family
In better days


 

















 

Friday, October 31, 2025







 

 You carried the sad sack

Thru countless tremoils 
You were the tv brownie 
On the sofa w crumbs
Catching a glimpse
Of aliens and Amos RA
Where's the crescent wrench
Became your creed
Like another day


 MOM'S BASEMENT VOL. 1

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Wednesday, October 29, 2025

 You banished all

not for what they did
But for what you couldn't be
A lover
A friend
You holed up 
And made a thousand collages
a testament to your inability
To your ineffectualness 
Cut and glue the eyes
On the moon
On the stars
All night long

 Bottles were

laid out 
In long precarious rows
empty all of them
saved like some trophies
Of concupisense (?)
your eyes too 
We're laid out in rows
Black cloth
Shaded them 
Rows and rows 
Like trophies

 I measure 

your wide open stare
with a broomstick 
You laugh
And I sweep

 Scream!

or let it out slowly 
Tie it up
Lock it in
deep 
In your stomach
Never let it out
Spread it out 
Tomorrow 
Or 
The next day

Tuesday, October 28, 2025

 Grievances

are a future
   Not
Just a presence of 
worry
   Believe!
That's the spirit!
Go team!
A dog bit me in my dream
and the back porch was removed on the top floor
(Where we live)
I slept ten hours
And freeze dried coffee
ain't cutting it