stone 

river 

dry 

    thoughts

        steering the cart 

to the whores

                          a cobbleheaded 

    path 

   through 

            the shadows

      lean on the building 

                           lean on the slabs of meat

                               casings 

                                 of gunfire

                    and warm bodies

                the scenery is delightful

           take a picture 

                                                                      here is where the president slipped a disc

    here is the eternal comedian 

         I can make you cry

tears of joy 

                     have you seen the twitter feed

                           kanye west is still a jackass

                      lead a child to ...

 ...there is no future like no future 

                         the blessing and the pyramids are still 

in Central America

                  where is the ayahuasca, Captain Jones?

           I can build it 

 do you hear it?

                   the sound of one hammer

                         obviously it was aliens 

         responsible for 9/11

                    jet steel doesn't melt fuel beams ? 

                  see the evidence! 

                               how can anyone 

be so blind 

     pikers they call them 

     contrails for Obama

                            we are starving 

            we are dying

               we are being killed 

                         oh i don't know about any of that...

lets take the day off 

              we can see a movie 

              relax 

                      taking a fucking load off

 

   

   

the stormy brine 

the swaggard steps

 the wanted man

                                don't stop believing!

                          just be yourself

                                              get out of the way 

the morose besties

haha (laugh)

   turn on a dime 

                           the scenic path to personality change 

                                        see? 

that's the fucked up part

                       there's always more 

the wayfarer 

    the aviator 

                     the beachcomber 

                                   the Italian movie star

      the lost highwayman

        the Serengetti 

wait where is this going

                      gazelles and wildebeests not wanted here

               see 

            the alleyway 

                   where you found gold

                el dorado de colorado 

         sierra mountains 

    is redundant 

                 still no direction 

    back it up 

    a little to the left

          I need some new shirts

                 

 

                

once upon a fucking motherfucker

i heard nepalese radio

 

Bill Owens' book Suburbia

 Bill was a photographer for The Independent and Tri-Valley Herald newspapers in the Livermore valley. He applied for and received a Guggenheim grant to produce a photography book about the culture of the suburbia. He put a classified ad in the paper asking for people who wanted to be photographed in their home. 

braggadocio

      metamorphosis

                                   the steam bot 

                 centaur 

centaur 

centaur 

      so what 

      stay here 

                 there is no milk in the fridge 

non sequin

non sequin 

non sequin

    

    shiny 

bright 

obama 

 hey now 

                                  I'm drinking coffee

     I did not make pancakes this morning 

      shiny

shine 

shine

  its a beautiful day

GET OUT OF THE HOUSE

laying in bed drinking coffee 

with the computer on my chest 

sequitir 

sequitir 

  seq....

   

 

there was paper
strewn
there was a moment
there was a t shirt
              the floor is swaying
       the eye is buzzing
       the sound is not known
                                                believe the mosquito
                                                its your blood he wants

                                                                                          waistrel painting

demo the silence 

                        a centrifuge 

 a thousand centrifuges 

                   its beer week in Iran

                         we follow
    we deride the thought
        we spend the thought
                   we thought we knew
 how to live

          we awaken to the same worries

thrift store stoner

Iran is a big country

what would the world be like if we didn't think GOD

thank god we'll never know 

it's like death

only the living know it

rudy have you seen the paper
        dont call me rudy
well, you're rude wheres the paper
  its in your ass
      see rude oh fuck it i'll look for it
  look for it in your ass
      weatherman said its going to rain rude boy
  i don't care
    do you like sun rudy
fucking hate it
    do you like green grass
its a pox
      do you like drugs
   fucking love them
    have you seen the paper
         i've got the shits read that
  where are my glasses
shut up
     (doorbell)
oh fuck who's that
   
( Aunt Mae walks in)
 (rude boy leaves)
Arthur are you taking your pills
  yes aunt mae
   good i worry about you
don't WORRY about me everything is ok
  is the rent paid
yes
 did you see the doctor
yes
 did you find your glasses
no not yet
your mother's being moved to a different facility on tuesday

she's doing much better

(rudy in other room) fucking twat
( aunt mae turns to say something, doesn't, turns back)
you should come see her at the new facility heres the address

well i have to run off i'm meeting Dr. West at the cannery
have a lovely time aunt mae
(rudy in other room) fucking twat
Oh my really!!
(aunt mae leaves)

Haha she gave me money
call juan
FUCKING TWAT !

  

there were barriers

 the earth was torn up 

the sky bleary with smoke

no one can 

sleep in that 

           we threw cans at them 

     the hated 

         but they threw them back 

twice as hard

                        so we killed them 

it was easy 

and they had it coming 

we had to protect what was ours

didn't we

 I'd do it again 

  in a fucking heartbeat

                  but they are human 

just like me 

     I'm no saint 

but fuck them 

 it's just not able to go on like that anyway, right 

   we'll bulldoze their fucking homes

         they would kill us if they had a chance

                     so there's that 

 

don't step on that snake
    don't get bit by a British snake
this snake likes tea but not yours
  cut me up cut you down
new world snakes bite harder
who's a dead snake now (not us!)

- various colonial phrases workshopped before "Don't tread on me"

there was no obfuscating
and she had waited in line
all that time

her hands were pomegranates
literally
something had gone horribly wrong

Oklahoma librarians
do it
in a literary dust bowl
bumper sticker
    on route 70
84 Tercel
   with a ski rack
  

some guy sleeping..

more 

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there could

be no 

more

 in the 

hopper

 in the till 

  there could be no

more

 in the 

fucked up 

sentences

that you think 

are coherent thoughts

 there could be no more 

of so much stupidity 

 and 

there could 

be something else entirely 

but there isn't so what get used to it ?

I guess I was used to something else 

but that's gone

or there could be no more

of all that 

whatever that is 

what is that 

what ?

 

 

 

de-raggled
   & frug tugged
   around the
    meso-
zoic
        i spy
       and spew
   blow chunks
       so gross
   trugged
     and frugged
    flooped
and scrittered
     taped
   the nieve
                Puta nevada!
   estoy nieviendo?
     eskimo talk?
s' no
      the pescadero GOAT farm
greatest of all time
 green green grass
    this too shall pass
  the Doo-Arts took back
 the heirloom bean farm
such beautiful beans
frugged
 & truggled
   

cast-
- cats
   - freaking out

 about nothing 

   nothing anyway 

                                                                     it's the dollar store of emotions 

time to get away 

you could clean up this van and have a nice road trip 

         

       say it again 

 oh what time to tell how 

this is the season of what 

no it's 

   No more time to tell how
This is the season of what

     green ivy 

 and black 

            bony fingers 

    point to eternity 

   right emily? 

no the horses head 

 the roof was scarcely visible - 

the cornice - in the ground -

                                  

            Ben Keith playing dobro 

        

Peter Hujar at Fraenkel Gallery SF 2016

playa de los muertos
 down the beach
  from the construction hell that
 is del carmen
    the quintana roo
(roh-oh)
but we say roo like
 Winnie 
    where the guns went off
carmen, that is
      little bookstore in los muertos
 the dead have much reading to do
    along with iguanas
 guarding the short doored buildings
  at Tulum
  

 
Thor - the mighty
   Hammer
                      the bridge too far
waiting to see
                                                        touch your nose and then touch my finger
"You're a ticking time bomb."
   
   WE WANT TO SCAN YOUR BRAIN
                            I'm gonna make some burdock root tea
                                               with lemon and
                                                                               brown sugar
We could make paladium prints
    on road maps
                  Not sure if that helps vertigo
                                could be a cerebral hemmorhage
                                                                           or arterial blockage

        My doctor has dress pattern collages
    like overhead maps
framed on the wall
                       her husband made them
                                                                         I wonder if he's
                                                         a ticking time bomb too



 


 

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glommed on 

waited 

and warted 

                flaccid 

 ferrules of order

    damn the gavel 

          on the gravel

                                 your navel is showing 

 my navy? 

     used to be in the old navy 

          now im in the gap

     socked in da mouf

     by a big rat 

                        oopf

        scurry village 

    i wantee

         oh joe-semite

       so magnifpopolis

     stunkin 

  the sentinel

                     seems a long ways to go 

  john the muir 

        walked a long way 

                but it was worth it





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option f
 option a
 option s
        save it
 and get the fuck out
                               option fuck it
            option who the fuck are you
   option go fuck yourself
          option calm down
these computers really do everything now
these computers




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ah the serendipitous
excretions
    benign tumors
                in the lungs
                   satellite stars
                           rain
                       beating against the windshield
        what does that have to do with anything
  driving hard
  in a rainstorm
          the seatbelt is not working
          they broke in and spread all that junk
                                             around the back of the van
I think they stole my screwdriver
                                     she got pistol whipped years ago
                                                   in Las Vegas
she gave me a couple valiums
                             he threw the omelette down
 and some money and
  walked out of New York
       truffle omelet it was
 at West
               

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acktung
         morbid
                             and de-sensitized
                                  the truculent
the truckfecta
      the truth
         see it
 hear it
 smell it
                        say something
                               something    
something
something
  trident missile gum
        stewed tomatoes
 cerebral function
      the sez
          says
           Suez again
      chop suez
     here we go again
       whilst
      lunching
at a luncheonette
               stop the Salem filters
   stand tall
        doctor's orders
        

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some castle stance
                                          egged on by believers
the fragments
 the longing
 the supplicating
 is that a word
                     the pustules
   the eradication
the virus
the weasels
 the sign
the bullet holes
   free association
free love
 free hippies
you clean em
     the mud tracks
   the high winded bird walker
  whats that
     whats that
  the sloppy
   joes
      yuck
           taco seasoning
                    stuffed peppers
smell bad
           yuck
bereft of
  bereftness
   blimey
west of the pecos
east of java
 sound of light
    heights and shakers
          nothing
nothing
nothing 
  


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o dear people
dear sad scumfaced
people
          fox populi
                                         sanctum deus sanctum
these stone steps
                                                 hurt my fucking feet
look at that guy 
behind the wall sitting outside with a blanket
         its like seeing a fucking bald eagle
        my leg hurts
                    you could buy a fucked up folded paper flower for a dollar
                           these kids do origami
    between killing people
   and taking heroin
                         and now there are coyotes eating
     magic mushrooms
   and attacking cars at stinson
                                     attacking cars
                                  yes

                                 all the tents have to go
      a little rain
 won't hurt the homeless
        there are shelters
they don't get help the wiener said
                                                             who said anything about bulldozing the homeless
     pox voculi
  
 
 
         
    
    

vertigo 

spinning 

     yes  spinning 

                   stumbling

 whipped

  wupped 

     warped

ssssick feelllllling

  bppv 

       or TIA? 

or Labyrinthitis- David Bowie 

death tie -in

I guess?

stapes 

high on

cokelea?

no,

gondolier on the

vestibular canal

spinning in semicircular ducts

utricle down theory

balance organs

  fugging hill

       meclizine = dramamine

how can that heal me 

oh well

           housemate store run 

(are you here)

                texts 

    and vibers to france 

   walking like on 

the rolling deck of a ship at sea

   blood pressured 

                            one hundred and something 

        I'm going to fucking die here

        arterial blockage?

          fucking hell

                      take the pills 

 when in doubt take the pills 

                     okay calming down 

        get some soup 

                     tomato soup with basil 

not bad 

                    blood pressure 

 is twenty to thirty degrees lower at pharmacy machine 

 stupid thing 

             damn still feel 

 shaky but 

 can function 

                         fuck

                   

                  

Kleister
there is a brau
 bro bot
            schlomo bot
  buying uberball tickets
 
by the thousands
             up
     (umlaut please)
˚ what
oh fahrenheit hitler
åxum body spray
  for the
       goddam turn that shit off
   revelations
 behold herr Kumquat®

makes the day pay with whitewater
               powder puff nose job
    eat the sandwich L-L-Lloyd
fire the phrases
 back it up
back it up
     (uplaut)



   
    

raven headed 

             begat me knot 

 I purloined for the shory whores 

                             de stijl 

 in books 

  broken arrows 

        and julien bream dreams 

          Argentina 

          Argentina 

        Argentina

so what's the tab?

         

I DEFLECTED  

         SIGN 

                     BEWARE THE 

PI

       POST 

 ENVY - GREEN -NESS

                   BUT BUT BUT 

  SAY THE THING 

 THE THE THE 

   WE THE PURPLE

                             WE THE RIBALD

STOP 

     STOP 

 STOP 

                        IMPIRE\

                 CONTROL

       IN 

THE UNDERWEAR

      STEVE'S YOUR MAN 

                       SO SAY IT WITH 

                    SHECKEL 

             OR HALF SHECKEL

                     WHOSE TURN

IS 

   NOW 

        WHOSE ARM IS 

        BROKEN 

WHERE 

ARE THE ROBERT REDFORDS

            THE HALEY 

   COMETS 

         THE SIGN LANGUAGE 

THE WRITER 

                  DOWN BY THE OLD 

        DOWN WITH THE DESK

             RIGHT AS RAIN 

                               I DEFLECTED THE SIGH 

   IT'S 7:30 AM

the left stayed on the sidelines
in an apparent attempt to
stave off secondary meaning
 the core looked at the numbers
      and then ignored everything
        mountain dew was served
            in tumblers
 the kids were given vodka
        and Hershey's bars

there was no division

in central theory 

    the facts were anomalous 

   we righted the rain

 the simplicity of stasis 

 was nauseating at best 

   still 

                                                    the borders gave much to be desired 

        some flags were waived 

                                                            some asymptomatic intuitions ignored  

         three times three is still nine where I come from

                                 but you wouldn't know that from the looks we got 

             purple and red 

                             it reminded me of when you were reading that book in Paris

                             and I got mad and threw it out the window 

     so you jumped

The Universe Eating Machine

©2006 D. Norris

Self Portrait/Personal Income Tax Computation Change

©1992 D. Norris

In pinstripe 

              prison clothes 

                       why are manhole covers round? 

so they can not fall in the hole

"Kennedy assassination and 9/11 conspiracy theorists are mere pikers compared to “chemtrail” buffs. You will rarely find a more virulently self-deluded group, anywhere."

-Dave Thomas 

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closely revealed 

     about the face

        shame really 

                snow business 

like 

          get the fuck outta here 

                         and again 

                   snow business 

   like a big FD 

    ah the weather 

ah the storm 

ah the sunshine 

 are you fucking kidding me?

  chemtrails misery

        stormed the castle 

 Benghazi 

Benghazi

Benghazi

  you are the problem 

      We The People 

   find these truths to be self evident 

     shutta you face 

        there's no business

   like show business

                   stop 

the music

     see 

   the face 

  revealed 

             hello

 

     

separatist 

                      binomials

restructured 

    by color

                          encased 

in 

   Power Man 

  graphics

                        Luke Cage  

battles the

Man-Thing 

    the divine 

 essence

   precludes 

    judgment 

    still only 25Ω≈ç∫˜µ≤≥¬˚∆˙©ƒ∂∂ßßåååß∂πøˆ¨¥†®®´´∑∑∑∑œ

 can't find the cents symbol 

     F*%#

something



like a thought

                                            some                           stupid 

  

     carelessness                                   

actually it's a fucking relief

        fuck that 

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some 

 slid 

      stay 

 the 

   cry 

      creep 

         you boxed 

           and 

                         what was that word 

                      requiem 

                threnody 

                            a stone 

                           wall 

                                      the Jesuits

                                                        aspired 

                                                          to make you 

          behave 

 again 

 with fists 

a blizzard 

     Mister Missed

                      you sat at the computer 

           sighed 

                 and drank 

                 the kool-aid

          but still you didn't believe 

 or die 

  it was just kool-aid 

and it was hot out

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Downward miracles 

   displayed 

    by the steps 

           across 

 riven

      and baldheaded phrases

    

                                there is no time like the present 

 behave 

 behave 

   and again 

           

                      drowned in torn $20 bills 

i'm losing it 

                       so fuck the rain 

    i've got two down comforters 

          but i'm almost out of cigarettes 

      

    

   

                                              

more crackers

3 am crackers

                                 feeling a little dizzy

still raining

                                  supposed to rain hard 

                          today

           January is when we get the most rain 

                         I looked it up

or was that when the temperature is the coldest?

 maybe both 

                     I should be in a sunnier climate 

                       not laying in bed watching movies

  and eating crackers

Babarians