the dusty divide
endearing redoubt
promulgated a vodka infusion
south of 3rd Street
whereas and wherefore
said analagous misdemeanors
were alleged
assailant last seen entering
a grey sedan and driving on an eastbound expressway

through the eponymous castration
downward spiral of arched synonyms
exonerated and argumentative
her chin strap yarmulke brassiere
loosened like a gull on a wind draft
floating above the circling dendrii
enflamed and cinder bearing 

Arturo set the cat down and poured himself another cup of coffee.
The cat was always climbing on the table, counters, chairs, bedstands. Anywhere and everywhere that was not the floor.
Marina named the cat Zippy and Arturo always thought of the cartoon Zippy. The pinhead.
Marina also had a bird she named Sophia. She said she just liked the name.

Arturo lost his job as a solar panel installer after the tax credits ended. He didn't blame Obama like his co-workers. But he was still out of work. He had been an "independent contractor" so he received no unemployment benefits.
The construction business was in the dumps so Arturo had spent the last three months fixing things around the house and working on the garden.

He loved working in the garden. He was growing tomatoes, green beans, zucchini, carrots, radishes, and lots of flowers.
Marina worked as a program manager at Intellco.

mutilated beyond belief
smoking in bed
eating corn tortillas heated on the burner
can't sleep
           slept until 11:30 this morning-
  I have two housemates I never see
          never ever
      they avoid me like the plague
       maybe with good reason
  or maybe just bizarre coincidence
   they are from near the arctic circle
where the sun doesn't actually rise this time of year
         I'm going to attribute their behavior to this geographic thing

last night I took a pill and slept great
   but I think I might be grinding my teeth because now they hurt
   what's next?
      
     
  

if the late night yogurt with blueberries
   if ?
-there's a pile of dishes by the bed
             my stomach is gurgling
             these new meds make me burp
             a lot
 I'm in avoidance
   but I have doctor appointments
      somehow I manage to fit it all in
      that and smoking
    it gets me through the day
           I don't listen to music much any more
           when did that stop?
                            I never could really listen to jazz
                            sometimes just endless solo bop biddly bop biddly
                   what does this have to do with anything?
      you tell me
 I don't have to be at work tomorrow
   I've got time

the boat is sinking
  in the dark storm
the painting of the boat is sinking
   he wrote it down,
right,
   river Styx?
    rowing and sinking
 in the river painting that's sinking
   in the night storm
Right? 
   I can see it
  in my mind's eye
  the painting
 it's a crude painting
but it's clear

night
storm
river
boat
sinking
   does the boat have it's own life?
will it survive?
there's no one in the boat
why?
 it's a metaphor asshole

the sign is the symbol
symbiosis
syntactically
  cynically
sinisian
in TRUE WEST
the toasters! hah
 cynosure
cyanide
cynogenetically
     reaching for that fence
     rrrrrreaching for the b-bub-barbed wire
      rrrrrrreeaaacccching for the g-gug -guh- golden ring
 sinoamerican symbology
     you're not the outlaw now, are you?
with your broken shoes
        whose shoes are those you're wearing?
I've got shoes that I bought that I don't even wear 
    but my tshirt is dirty
and
the Buddha's not here anymore
  

what play
fuck that
   we are the earners
     you know the time
         don't you.

go and walk the coffee step
       breakfast Charlie
       He'll get the right side of you
     when you are hoping  for the best

 Hopeful Charlie
     That's not you
     you don't want to wear the insides out
     you hope and you pray
    For Jesus
 save me
     the redeemer
the great redeemer
 take our sins
        Take the WORLD'S sins
all of them unto yourself
  right?

or did you just get fucked
 bummer dude
        you didn't understand that it had to be
       or you'd invent it
 ain't no light around here
better just move along
   Hopeful Charlie

through the camphor
entwindled and non bifurcated
obdurate and obstreperous
like a little bit of shiny sumptin
pumpkin pie eyed morose
autodidacts
in wheelchair wars
swaying to the daisies
and waiting for a coffee
waiting patiently
in fact
and the streets are filled
with way too many people
but it's a really beautiful day
72 in the middle of January
I should really get the hell out of this city

fructose bin laden
melba toast tarantino
eggs scorsese
maraschino macintosh
broomstick paternalia
flightless nixon
downward duran duran
roaming cell phone
rebus taxicab
airstrike verbosity
welsh crumpets
hello byebyes

if  the black were
painted

telephone
rings

dying man waits
for

umbrellas are in

the rest is your history

the dying present no
you can't know it

but you say
but

cats in the

someone is ringing the bell

cathartic
mos and darian
entrope
barroomian axicaxis
flung un divided
and irresolvably
remote

fourteen communists sat in a warehouse
and wondered who would make dinner
the season was irridescent
and her allergies were bothering her
she walked backwards into the Museum
and went to the top floor to get coffee
she sat in the sun and drank her coffee and
tried not to look at the calder sculpture
richard serra was trying to look up her dress
she started to fall asleep and the security guard
told her she was snoring and would have to get up from the ground
"Fascist Pigs"
she bought a Miranda July button on her way out

Slim Slider and
und verbotten Munchausen
wrestling with the eternal conjoined
mulatto escape artists was how
it was described by the teary eyed backhoe operator
on his break

Exalted be thy
Ruination! Cast forth bright
Myriad Consumption
T'were naught yet but for sooth and unto the
levy and privvy.
His sullen Escapism detered no
Prospector.
Her Teeth were solid gold.
" Canaan Be Thy Lover!"
But the Donkey had passed

Wim Wenders?

there was some stupid german film
about some sad guy driving around the USA
in the late sixties/early seventies
buying BBQ
and taking pictures
kerouac reading pimply Dutch fellows
probably creamed over it

Those Polaroid sx-70's you took in Santa Cruz
in 1983 still have the same wacky color
his professor had a book of manipulated prints published
they were beautiful and personal and he got a job teaching
at the University - the book and marrying the head of the painting dept's daughter
probably did the trick
at the bowling alley he showed me how to cleanly remove the filter from a cigarette
it was a Wynn Bullock photograph

there was an eruption
on the south side of his melancholy
so much so that he couldn't get his arm in the sweater
lightning strikes the same spot frequently
he was told
but he ignored the warning and
decided not to move to San Jose
forensics couldn't clear up any misunderstandings
and the blood was cleaned up like it was never there
"you shouldn't let dogs play in the street"
He cancelled his subscription
and threw out all the old issues
the carpet was stained from when her brother had visited
they had had a rollicking good time it would seem and left beer spilled everywhere
She said he couldn't find a job
these were hard times

forest flys
and Jim Dandy Cottontail
smoking a Hawaiian cigarillo
Hula Girl

and spotted shorts
and glasses case
cigarettes
and some comic books
I'm temporally
indisposed
  by the window
    i' have a dream
    every night
     sometimes so I don't want to go back to sleep

but there is mail piling up
on the foyer bookshelf
  next to where she left three very large umbrellas
      and a small painting
      made with brown and mauve paint
      and a leather artwork of a water bucket

for a while we were getting, every day,
       packages sent from foreign lands
       of obscure seeds 
                 sometimes there would just be a piece of paper saying
                 the contents had been seized
                 due to lack of import licensing documents
      most of these packages are still there
      on the bookshelf
      unopened

what was once a
note
from the sky
is now yer moms
last goodbye
screwd again
right,
bill bailey?
and there's ants in the sugar
and the corn is coming up
in the middle of December
Down the harken hill to
bullet riddled mayan toyotas
where did that come from?
say, theres a person on EVERY corner
begging for money
but your cat is angry
about the tender vittles
and your sister
won't talk to crazy
so i'll listen to the roofers on their lunch break
speaking like the sun is coming out
on Martin Luther King, Jr. Day

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1mfXGemJryo

more tomfoolery
from the derelict relationship blues
I've got my shit together
but my car is dirty and my back hurts
and I have to go downtown again
but
fuck it anyway
I bought a new bed and painted two out of four walls
I really that I just need more room
to spread out
to get out
to get the fuck out of here
and
breathe the goddam dirty air again

she saw the seesaw be a ball and then the fall was all she was not tall 

viděla,houpačka býtmíč a potépokles byl všechno, co nebyla vysoká

what will it take to make tomorrow peaceful? 

מה זה ייקח לעשות מחר בדרכי שלום ?

lyrics (translate to Norske)

I am in the room

I see the birds

where did these cans come from?
this is why we can't have nice things

On the 13th day the side of the house fell off. It was a lovely day. There were apples on the trees and the marigolds were filled with honeybees. I lay on the sofa and stared through the glass of my beer bottle. I could see many things. Things like spaceships and magic onions. After I fell asleep I had the dreams of a hula dancer. It was like walking in circles and crying. It all seemed so affordable. After I woke up I was hungry. So I had some corn flakes with milk and a banana. My brother drank all the milk so I had to use skim milk. But I used a lot of sugar. Then I decided to fix the side of the house.

I have too many classifications
for endless revelry
drifting in barroom jukebox sawdust

the glasses are lined up and the pool game is waiting
down on the Ninth street in the frigid cold year of 1994

He pushed you in a shopping cart to the next bar
and we stopped for burgers  Char broiled
thankfully I've forgotten what else happened

I am The Mystery that was preloaded
defunked
with punk
riddled
with dramamine
on a steep sidewalk
come down from your fences
the thievery of your thoughts
baked into cookies
and eaten on a winter day
down again from your old opinions
worried and cancerous
wrecking your day
come down sweet redeemer
come down and be human again
and foregive the forsaker
it was always you

the crime of mystery
was your deceit
you took the errors
and made them your street

you spelled your last name with too many exes
you broke the saddle you weren't mending hexes

you loved the dark it hid your crimes
you called yourself
the lone stranger
and then you were gone
 you had enough and it really showed

down down down the bloody ramble
sweet mystery its always a gamble
the hulks were ships where the prisoners died
you left your heart on a wayward imbalance

creature features
monsters roam
creature features
in your tome


creature features
don't be afraid
Bob Wilkins is here
and the cameraman's played

Turn off the tv shut out the night
the monster is here
making coffee
in the kitchen

as the green sky sets forth
fountains of yelling women
you live your life in a dream
everything is what it seems

and butter spread biscuits
are tumbling down from a scene
of too many silly wisdoms
and cattle and oceans and cream

alight upon the born angel
bewildered and jackaled and grey
beware the form fitting dresses
whose eyes are not swept away

free yourself now and tomorrow again
the endless quest for atomic renewal

free the prisoners who slept on cold beds
their mornings like night their days like weapons

again and again and again and again
remember the streets where the streetwalkers walk

cleft clamoring
claxon corrupt
mean lipsticked posters

kicking new boots
at the passers by

borrow the rent
do what it takes

just don't steal from your grandmother

the lemon colored
airedale puppies were smuggled in from Contra Costa county
he said

he would take trade in the form of a stuffed antelope head
or a live rattlesnake

the sermon was about donuts
old fashioned maple versus chocolate eclairs
eclairs were foreign and thus took the devil's side
I left early because I got really hungry

The highway was all backed up from a four car crash that had been cleared about an hour earlier
as we drove by the spot where the crash was we
looked to see what there was to see

playing baseball
dove for second to tag richie out
I said you were safe
he said he was out
then there was water on half the field and my computer was underwater
i retrieved it and it started up
I was happy that it worked
a large cat like a tiger came running on to the field from the stands
we went into the stands but the cat was now a horse
then my car was stopped on a mountain road
i opened the passenger door and was trying to light a joint
after i lit the joint i jumped in the drivers seat
it was my old Peugeot 504 - I looked at the key
then the car started rolling backwards and the brakes did little to stop it
i tried to put it in park but i was rolling down the road backwards
and then I was falling down a cliff backwards
and i said well i guess this is it