SF MOMA

I had no use
for the postage blues
  yellow envelope
I sent you books
and photos
from the boardwalk
  wooden days
    black straps
       grey baseball hats
   ships of broken wood
  

thru the cranberry
   in the wake of the dream
      the tears were under your chin
        there was some nakedness
            now i'm left here
               wondering what the fuck
                 
the cranberry
 what is that
       where does that lead
          thru the countryside
              the sunny day
                  with giant clouds
                     like Godzilla
                         or another giant thing

no, that's not what
    the song is about
         the meaning was a puzzle
              explaining something about
                  the mystery of existence
                       wrapped in purple robes
                           and left by the side of the road
                               poor child

but we go on cause we're fucking hungry
     this place?
        okay I can eat that
          

-wikipedia

• The 'April Cross' is a giant white radish hybrid that bolts very slowly.
• 'Bunny Tail' - Rosso Tondo A Piccola Punta Bianca. It is slightly oblong, mostly red, with a white tip.
• 'Cherry Belle'
• 'Champion'
• 'Red King
• 'Sicily Giant'
• 'Snow Belle'
• 'White Icicle'
• 'French Breakfast'
• 'Plum Purple', a purple-fuchsia radish, tends to stay crisp longer than average.
• 'Gala' and 'Roodbol'

the jersey pushed
   the door closed
 he had
his hand on the
  saddle
   but the horse had fled
"that weren't no talking horse"
 he confided
  "what did you say you wanted?"
"the tapes"
  "we got green, white, or blue."
"i'll come back tomorrow."
 outside the sky
was like a french new wave film
   I dodged along the sidewalk
 as the water
 lazily dripped
   I saw the fatboy watching me from inside
his '63 Belvedere
   "Stupid fatso!" I yelled
and then took off
I heard the door slam
but I was already gone
   ah we had some good times!
 later fatboy would choke on his
own tongue
never heard that happening before
  and i didn't believe it
the jersey probably did him in


 

 

some days it does
and some days
well, fuck it!
  but the event horizon malappropriation police
are knocking inside the door
 go outside and see who's not there
"it's not a leprechaun"
"ask him where the pot of gold isn't."
move back to the cider wall
   and see if it will cure you
    the staunch opinions are always voiced
in the breakfast hotel
 " EGGS!- powdered and crap sausages, toast it yourself, orange juice
 and no omelet chef today- back tomorrow."
It's not a joke
   but they did get indicted
for labor violations
  she kept saying they had
"underworld connections"
  so we had to work overtime without pay
and no tips
 still we ate regularly
tri-tip on sundays
   chips and fish
on fridays
  
 

First Day Of Spring

we had corn fungus
  for lunch
 it had a different name
   it was okay
like a pizza but
 too much tortilla

the snapper tostada
was much better

looking for books in a dream
   never heard of the short stories
     said the bookseller
  he said the later books were more popular
   I asked him his favorite Hemingway novel
"All Dead Anima"

she was a starry eyed
constellation
   oh the myriad
dreams
engineered from
ambient dreamwaves
  the autonomous environmental control feedback loop
 was awry
   yet safety was the first order
      as always
      still, we slumbered on,
unaware

a daft dream
in a moving stream
  we crossed
the
  streams
 a bad idea
    unless you need to send gozer
back
where
he come from

wanted chinese food
 but there weren't no places
 so i had to go to
Panda Express
  got a plastic bowl of Kung Pao Chicken
  for $7.49
with a plastic lid
 when i finished i crumpled the
bowl and the lid so's they'd
fit in the hole
on the recycling bin
  check that off the list

the patched blue jeans
and black plastic
   glasses
 with elastic attached
to the back
    watch it
       the sneakers
(if you blow it up
  a lot)
you can see are
 torn up
    the deckled? edges
 imprinted with the date
month/year
  some time around the lunar landing
  one small step
   one giant leap

there's a rainbow
    there's a bright sky
        see the elephants
wandering through
  the air
  

the way of the rails
the ways curtails
try the train
whistle blow
  
see the sky unfold
   to death untold
    see the mirror expand
      see the train

   we can ride this train
   but it is no train
    what is it
     i don't know

get me a bottle of beer
    please
   get me a bottle of beer
    please
please
 and we'll ride this train

watch the tracks go by
 by by tracks
     along your arm there
are no tracks
   by by
tracks

leftover
art sketchbook
       words
    last
among the
   socks
down vests
   pocket knife
...trying...
 sad
 words
    empty sketchbook
    

SUN TO BRIGHT

from the sun 

to bright 

how did she know

        the way 

   to go

    

myopic
endorsement
of self
   righteous
   self defeatism
     stay the
  what
 "we exceeded each other in being difficult"
    that's what happens
  sometimes
 

his thoughts
were fossils
   encased
       from another time
          in rock mud stone
he breathed the air
    and spat venom
demons
  everywhere!
   still the flowers
 bright
   roads
      stay by the highway!
Motel del Mar
    the sounds of the trucks cars
cool hum of the air conditioner
and vending machines
ICE >>>>>>>>>