I don't know

WHO or 

why  but the sun is bright

I walked to the Photo Lab

and gave Rhonda a sticker for a lab in NY

She seemed to like it

She has a cute giggle like a teehee

but sometimes it's just out of nowhere like

a kind of tic which is kind of disconcerting

Like is that some of mental thing?

Dunno I don't really know Rhonda

She works at the lab

 Ermine Squalid

  faced the facts;

There was nothing anywhere that would equal 

the sullen behavior of the facts

So what he thought who gives a fuck?

He lifted his book up and fell asleep 

The End

 smoochie 99

took his head

    and rolled his fat doobies

  Into his brain

  Command was impervious to reason

so the flowers bloomed and groaned

   levitation was unusually pervasive

so he carried a Berretta and no

MEXICAN sideholders 

he forwarded his mail to Leonid St.

    in Vladivostok and left the lounge

 

 smoochie doowrong

lived a sad 

sad 

sad

   sad

  sad

    casket of bitumen

       baked

       in autumn 

        leaves

       with his pal 

    rusty doldrum

      they 

shared a love of

            nothing

     and gave 

     no hoots

     about 

                  diddleysquat 

        the future 

    belonged 

    to ermine

     and and 

   And 

     And 

and 

And

 Lazy headed

old man in bed after giving blood at 7 am

the phlebotomist could barely speak clearly

what?!

I walked after and got a coffee and went back to bed

No Mr Pibb?!

What's going on here?

Has civilization completely broken down?

I'm voting yes on GTFO housing initiative. We want only 

AI rich kids from Duke etc no artists musicians in this town! 

My brain hurts and it's my own fault

 The perimeters of sanity

were foreclosed 

payments were forgotten or blatantly ignored 

The clamoring had taken root like an infestation 

in the minds of the give me your huddled masses and

gainfully glad-handed by fresh pencil-mustached pool bondsman, you know the type 

Latex and algae supremely corroded the highest jurisprudence in the nation

-the contractors eventually confessed it was their canines that ate the plans

and no penalties were sought

 

 

 The Bay of Biscayne

was not a sexual animal

worms fed its afternoons

and it stared at its phone as it walked

The Bay of Biscayne 

was not geographically locatable

the sincerity was gone

leaving only an ocular smugness

 

 Hang glider from New Mexico

"Stand behind the cones"

I didn't want to

I wanted to be on the edge of the cliff

He said he might get in trouble with the hang gliding club

the crows would spill the beans 

But whatev

I mosied along 

down to the giant abandoned battery

for blasting ships miles out

 He drew night vision comics

post schizophrenic medications

giant robotic parts and endless details

But no conversation 

Why not?

Characters first

 I keep waking up at 4 am

It's nice and quiet 

except when the garbage men come

  It's like a Coen bros movie

I don't know why

but at 4 am they come banging down the little 

alleyway and drag the garbage cans out 

I'm on the third floor of a pretty tall building 

High ceilings

Railroad flat

I'm by the dining car

 of this train/aparment

   right above the garbage cans 

     Next stop Phoenix

       Then off to Salt Lake

          We lost Dale somewhere near Ely

              He said he'd had enough

                 I heard he's tending goats in eastern Nevada

        Had a good steak and eggs breakfast near there

 Sneaky Pyrenees 

in ice cold 

Eyes

   you say goodbye 

but it's another hello

     and the rain and mud make it difficult

to walk to the grand castle in the French isle

Ile de bloobitybloo

   and your friend wouldn't drive his Fiat

with Las Vegas plates; too far he said

 and you couldn't disagree 

      but you could have reminded him why he even

had it there in Brittany

  so we went to the concrete Nazi submarine base

at St. Nazaire instead

 SHARK TABLE

 Laughing dogs don't pay for shirts from Nepal

But dogs don't laugh

so well,  I mean ...you get it...right?

I'm not gonna try to fucking explain ... everything

"Everything" sucks

Except sometimes shirts from Nepal

so now we see eye to eye

We can move on and forget all this bs

 Okay 

so maybe 

I've gone too far

too far in one direction

and maybe I should pull it back...

   for everyone's sake.

To which I say-

Fuck everyone!

Thank you and have a good night.