crying in your beer- think about the lockout
nowhere to bounce your ball or to talk
-explain to yourself that you are a good boy
-the nasty bottle made me do this
setting yourself up with an excuse-
you unfold its synthetic rainbow wings
and glide, glide away-
Thursday, January 01, 1998
Chicopee Collection # 163
they joys of circular reasoning.
i dreamt about ted danson-
we met a blind street sculptor
whose chisel and fingernails would
rub across the faces of the men he carved-
clickity- clickity- click- click click
clickity click- click- click- click...
i dreamt about ted danson-
we met a blind street sculptor
whose chisel and fingernails would
rub across the faces of the men he carved-
clickity- clickity- click- click click
clickity click- click- click- click...
Chicopee Collection # 162
i do battle every day on the net, trying to convince people
that they're being stupid. and what for! they think
i'm stupid too. have we learned anything from each other?
i think we're just getting better at arguing.
that they're being stupid. and what for! they think
i'm stupid too. have we learned anything from each other?
i think we're just getting better at arguing.
Chicopee Collection # 160
smushed small stepped-on wrecked smothered
tattered discarded cast-aside forgotten rebuked
shunned shut-down insignificant unimportant
wrong mistake forbidden shut-out
there's a wall there
stopped smothered (again)
walk away in shame, walk away and think
shitty low unworthy useless
go home and lay down in bed, hug your pillow
and think about how you don't
know how to tell her how you feel
tattered discarded cast-aside forgotten rebuked
shunned shut-down insignificant unimportant
wrong mistake forbidden shut-out
there's a wall there
stopped smothered (again)
walk away in shame, walk away and think
shitty low unworthy useless
go home and lay down in bed, hug your pillow
and think about how you don't
know how to tell her how you feel
Chicopee Collection # 156
i memorized the cracks on the ceiling
started down the faces in the blinds
listened to the trees whisper
through the window
i've watched the clock
waited by the phone
listened for the door
i've driven around
following the dotted line
and i've sat in the diner and
started into a cup
"but no one i've found,
no one i've found"
started down the faces in the blinds
listened to the trees whisper
through the window
i've watched the clock
waited by the phone
listened for the door
i've driven around
following the dotted line
and i've sat in the diner and
started into a cup
"but no one i've found,
no one i've found"
Chicopee Collection # 153
I got in my car and unwrapped a new air freshener
and hung it around my rear view mirror (when
i reattached that mirror the glue ran down the wind shield
a little and it looks like shit) I hung the
new air freshener in its place and i put the old one
with the others around my gear shift- i looked
at the red one there and i tried to remember
when my car smelled like sherry smoke, but
the smell of vanilla flavored smoke was all
too strong in my mind. i thought about
putting my cigarette out on the new air freshener
but it was not done yet. i probably shouldn't
because it will make my car smell like burning
synthetic foam shit vanilla cigarette hell-
i started the car (and) watched the green console
lights go on. I had enough gas to get me to
nowhere, whenever i decide where nowhere is-
i pick a direction to turn in- and try to keep
my eyes on the road while driving with one knee
and counting how many cagarettes i have left.
in taking a final drag from my cigarette i
decide not to ash out the window becuase i'm
afraid the cherry will blow away, and i'm not in the
mood to negotiate with my car cigarette
lighter to spark up a new one- chain smoking
somehow seems justified- when your arteries
are hardening and your blood is thinning and you're
too tired to turn around and head home...
and hung it around my rear view mirror (when
i reattached that mirror the glue ran down the wind shield
a little and it looks like shit) I hung the
new air freshener in its place and i put the old one
with the others around my gear shift- i looked
at the red one there and i tried to remember
when my car smelled like sherry smoke, but
the smell of vanilla flavored smoke was all
too strong in my mind. i thought about
putting my cigarette out on the new air freshener
but it was not done yet. i probably shouldn't
because it will make my car smell like burning
synthetic foam shit vanilla cigarette hell-
i started the car (and) watched the green console
lights go on. I had enough gas to get me to
nowhere, whenever i decide where nowhere is-
i pick a direction to turn in- and try to keep
my eyes on the road while driving with one knee
and counting how many cagarettes i have left.
in taking a final drag from my cigarette i
decide not to ash out the window becuase i'm
afraid the cherry will blow away, and i'm not in the
mood to negotiate with my car cigarette
lighter to spark up a new one- chain smoking
somehow seems justified- when your arteries
are hardening and your blood is thinning and you're
too tired to turn around and head home...
Chicopee Collection # 149
am i flesh or am i stone
am i rotting or eroding, quietly-
kiss the dust on my hands
i will not appear clever at all
am i rotting or eroding, quietly-
kiss the dust on my hands
i will not appear clever at all
Chicopee Collection # 148
Robot tops or upper half ends in chairs
their arms could drag them but
they'd rather not move
they've given up
Robot tops or upper half ends toppled
reach for each other, pushing to the door
the scrape on the not-so-soft floor
or not at all
Robot tops or halves
scratch the darkness with sparks
the lights are out but their eyes glow
so they see
Robot tops
run their fingers over greasy holes
where the cables began
once, when they were whole
their arms could drag them but
they'd rather not move
they've given up
Robot tops or upper half ends toppled
reach for each other, pushing to the door
the scrape on the not-so-soft floor
or not at all
Robot tops or halves
scratch the darkness with sparks
the lights are out but their eyes glow
so they see
Robot tops
run their fingers over greasy holes
where the cables began
once, when they were whole
Chicopee Collection # 147
I am looking for my keys- and i walk in and out
of the room seven or eight times trying to
figure out if i'm missing anything- trying to
find something to look for-
looking for something to look for
but i can't afford to be late-
i've got a one way tiket to you
of the room seven or eight times trying to
figure out if i'm missing anything- trying to
find something to look for-
looking for something to look for
but i can't afford to be late-
i've got a one way tiket to you
Chicopee Collection # 146
poem # 1
i suspect that i am upsetting you my dear,
no worry, it will all be over soon -
the sun is setting in an orange explosion
on the horizon, and if you turn you can
see stars- the man with the telescope on
the corner finds us guilty of passing by
and shining lights on his face
- and then i remember looking for crescent moons
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^in the grass
i suspect that i am upsetting you my dear,
no worry, it will all be over soon -
the sun is setting in an orange explosion
on the horizon, and if you turn you can
see stars- the man with the telescope on
the corner finds us guilty of passing by
and shining lights on his face
- and then i remember looking for crescent moons
^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^in the grass
Chicopee Collection # 141
* we had the house all to ourselves, it was very fun -
we made dinner, had the house to ourselves -
we made dinner, had the house to ourselves -
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