cold air
and wind
    and
 sweet cold
rain

ah
yes
the rabbit hole
   down and down
   like a song you can't
 get out of your head

what hole
 what rabbit
remember what the doormouse said
   jack benny remembers 
 

floating
   world
  soon to be
boating
world
   hippies
on haight street
 always
 standing
   in the middle
of the
goddamn
   sidewalk
  harrumph

rig
 the trig
  tap the
tao
 lean
 to
 the
   side
      green
         beer
  barter
    smarter
than u
 he sez
    but i'm down
on all fours
   looking for my
  contact
lens
   still waters
 run deep
  but that's a
puddle
  at least
it rained!
 he sez
    still
no prez
like a madman
daft
delusional
   corrupt
   and bad hair
i swear
   but
 you could
run
he sez
   for the border
haha
 very funny
    but not a bad idea
methinks
   ustinks
  give us this day
     more gibberish
  in sweitzer-deutsch
and we'll sit around the
table
  with our heads bowed
   ploughed
on gewurtztraminer
   in long stem glasses
    candles burning
       watch your hair!

steamed
energy
    laying in tv land
 commercials
   so stupid
     America is dying
     clinging to our
 guns
   white knuckled
  more like pink fatty
 chubs
  fighting the
demons
of
  jesusness
    white robes
        and hippie sandals
           everybody's stoned
on marihuana
   

stay
 nay flee
 oh shoot
 we are the
 world
  who are
you
 whats the
///
word
  why
worry
  ?
   the cats are
long gone
  old junk
truck
   hauled away
money's in
the
  bank
   no parking here
   

raise
 the
 roof drops
 teary
eyed
bag -o-
  bones
 like
 a
dog
just
  interested
 in
a
treat
  i
guess
we're
 all
a little hungry

Be
still \


'stand
    like
 a dan'eline

worry
bout
 


nuthin
   but the
 mutherfuckin
  
sun
 


see
 your
eyes
    they're
 
 green
 like
   your
 
mom's
 

   see your hands

they're
empty
like
    your
   dad's
 

stand
  tall
   dan'eline
 shine
in 
the
 sun

the pilgrims]
   [poison air]
   stage
right
   a sonnet
from
  verona italy
  two small fingers
  of red table wine
  for the children
  mixed with water
she cried when the sun went down
and we argued
   about nothing really
and everything

still fused
to amorphous
   serendipity
       the seeming
       the careering
       the sound bites
       of side eye
       stupefying
whats that
oh
 another joke
 haha
 you're so
   fucked up
hey!

ah the sacred light
   blooms
    like a fury
  startling us
  we stand
and wonder
   great snow covered mountains
stars that go on
to infinity
   a thin layer of LIFE
 sandwiched between molten
rock
  and the shadowy cold of Space
  

Satellite Broom
    sweeps again
he holds the night shift
at the mental detention center
  in Oakley
     the patients are
all sedated and sleeping
as he pushes
his mop
   around
  -the Stanford Experiment patient
who was working as an orderly
gave him a bunch of LSD
   but he didn't take it
      it sat in his pocket
he thought maybe he'd give it
to Billy on the third floor
or maybe that bitch nurse
   Satellite read some of the orderly's novel he was writing
when he was in the shitter
  about an indian who works
janitorial at the mental place
  in the novel Billy says " I'm tired"
     "I'm so tired"
but that's really
  Esther
 the wonder woman
  
    

satellite broom
head
   sweeping
the skies
   for sounds
of America
   see the billboard
man
  stomping
and stuttering
 sputtering
fuming
  - out on the
highway
traffic is at a standstill
 the sky is orange
   cars not honking
people just
 being people
gotta get home motherfucker
   300 miles away Paradise is burning
   but we just see orange
or gold
whatever
that color is
   fire season
wind and dry grass
   temperatures
in the eighties
  up near Concow
you know Concow, right?
the satellite
   keeps sweeping
     data retrieved and sent
       
   
  
 

gray
 face
 wizard
   of the beer selection
  chanting to the mystic
 "We seek the
rights
 to be the lights!"
 ahem
 well
    you
trod the well beaten path
    like a mouse -
secure in your
 funhouse
 wheel games
    what is that
 i don't know
  fuck this

 

down the
   bonnie lass avenue
  down the
    rosemary spriggles
 steeped in tea
    and milk and
  the lies you told
     steeped in the
laughter
 drinking martini
   glasses
you bought for me
   we broke them
  assiduously
  i sent a dozen
      roses to your
 divorce
   sorry bout that 

I strayed
from
the meager epoch
 cattle drive
   congratulated
  a dead cowboy actor
   woke up and smoked
 a cig
   what else
 -found a box of books
   took three Vonnegut paperbacks
and
The Dream Life of Balso Snell
  I liked the cover
 

sept 2017 ny ny

So far II

RETURN OF THE ....

A

4:41 am 

After seeing Vandra 

Felt like crap

 Thought i was gonna die

Head cold 

Congestion

 Etc 

Boring bullshit

 Yesterday 

Guggenheim- salon de le rose croix

  Freaky symbolists

From paris 1890's(?)

 Good stuff

Beautiful day 

Perfect weather

 Today

Jewish museum 

Modigliani

  Okay kinda weak assenblage of various rando pieces

But it was free

Sukkot

 Then to the Met

Hot today 

Steamy

 Too many people

With their stupid phones

Clogging up the galleries

  Fucking people

 Went to met breuer

Better 

Saw delerious

Artists since WWII

( reverse engineering ocd influences?)

  Oh saw some cool WWI art at met

Intense

...

sept 2017 Leonia nj

So far

Chicken killed

In new jersey

Stepped on

A womans toe

On the A train

flying back from my Oct 2017 someone needs a cigarette





---Boringest flight ever! Left two hours late. Fuckers. Who dreams this shit up? Guy behind me in security line was whining that it took him fifteen hours to get ny the day before. and i'm thinking 'and you're leaving already? ' stupid fucking dimwit.

I looked at the inflight map and saw the plane is over Bismarck, North Dakota. Doesn't really seem like a straight shot from ny to sf to swing by Bismark. Yeah we have this extra fuel we need to burn so we're gonna go a BIT north. Motherfuckers. They are screwing me!

Now we are over Wyoming or Idaho or some bullshit. They really should have a smoking section on the plane. One section whose air doesn't mix with the gen pop. Hot box that shit. 

I went back to pee and the steeard/esses were sitting around griping sbout the company trying to fuck them over. This older gentleman steward was saying they came to him and said they were taking his seniority away. And he was like what? No you're not. He asked for it in writing and then they said oops we made a mistake!

All of this was bathed in a weird blacklight poster light. I saidThey just needed a black light velvet conquistador painting or Keep on Truckin'! He said we can only have the posters if we have pot. 

"I got it in my bag. I'll bring it back and we'll all get stoned!"

I've got the size of a batters box to squeeze my ass into for SIX HOURS. Fuck you Virgin/ Alaska! You suck. This seat sucks. You are inhumane bastards. Who is that british fuckstick who owns Virgin? richard somebody with an island that got blown away. Fuck that guy.

Fuck virgin/alaska. You suck.

 Oct 2017 while CA burns

 

 

Bennington

W the dog

Running around the great yard

Eating salty fish chowder

Julianna in Franklin

#27

Miko in photos

Panoramics

Delivering julianna's clothes

And snacks

Bennington museum

Milton avery 

Who miko

Met and he asked to sit

For him

Her professor said

Don't do that

Cool museum

Weird objects

I love my
 endocrinologist
   she keeps me
alive
  watches my blood pressure
     watches my A1c
        watches my cholestorol
Metabolic Syndrome -
   the three Graces of Poor Health
 She has a very large Diamond Ring
 and I always like seeing her
   sometimes I play too much
    at being insincere
        and then I feel bad
          when I leave her office

some dream of
   spiders
  others of computer
 screens
  la dee da
      whooptey lou
   pass the peas
  fuck a duck

some sandy dream
 lost in the
 heat of the covers
    in November California
heat wave
  but really not so hot
 beautiful actually
    looking at my parents books
  how many mushroom books
do I need?
   who can I give this to?
     so much dust -
   off to donations
 box em up-
   sneezing
and scratchy-eyed