Awoke
I awoke to mate, a shower, a note to a friend. No work, news greeted with
laughter a bike ride. a contemplation on VHS, Linklater,
Michigan, Portland. The Wilderness. neighbors moving
north now. Truck blocked driveway. Nas in earbuds.
Back to the warmth. Books in New England. Books in
California. Love on the shores of New Jersey. Dirty love.
Dirty dirty dirty love. Grand Central Station, romance the
romantic within. Lowell. Walden Pond rock. Pen dialogue
and dream of travels some more. Dream of new loves to
explore. It’s strange to see myself in distant
forms. Parents anniversary Father 60 years young.
Where will I be? Where will I be when? Dreamstates. Boyhood.
I awoke after sex no regrets, anxieties in my head, cuz shit your still wed,
and lying there in my bed. Drank smoothie, more mate
read poem watched Democracy Now. Drove sisters bright
blue Focus to work. Sweated in garden. Creedence Clearwater
Revival, Less Than Jake, Green Day. Tomato stakes made
from bamboo cut from behind shed. Meeting on the
computer systems workings. Talks of Fema Camps and
Martial Law, Derrick Jensen. Cal-Mag the smell of Neptune’s
Harvest in the sun.
I awoke showered drove to work on the roof, put bunk beds together
with screw guns and Mo-Town. St Vinny’s at it again.
See old friends at friends and drink to salute life.
Beach lightning Mazzy Star, Regina Spektor kissed me
to the morning light as I fell for you. Action Bronson
laughing and fucking and laughing and fucking.
I always knew it’d be like this. Smoke weed from plants
smoke weed don't do drugs Hallelujah, Eddie Vedder,
Brown Eyed Women and red grenadine waves crash to the
shore with purple hair and stars hours before holiday.
Amerikan independence at the false Indians expense.
Thirteen colonies genocided the real Amerika.
Fuck Nathans hot dogs and who can eat more than
who. You can’t own land its just part of the earth.
You can’t own land its just plants and dirt.
I awoke with a heavy heart cuz our love is surrounded by situations
beyond our control. Cleaned room Dylan singing shooting star,
and I thought of you. The girl I lost
my virginity to. Now married in Thailand and
“we don’t even talk any more.”
Boyz II Men, La Bouche, KC and Jo Jo, reminisce on
times before. The passage of trips me out. I still remember
every word, every hug, and heartache,
and kiss, and fight we ever had. Reading Kerouac.
Ashton Kutcher is Steve Jobs, and yea we both look
good in black. Sad projections on future engagements
estrangements and yea The Secrets real but so is intuition and
this feeling just won't go away.
I awoke. Hit bank rode bike to get beach badge because the
government owns the waves. Jumped in swam,
floated engulfed by the Atlantic. Listened to Stevie Wonder,
MxPx, Queen, New Order yeah my life has been a
series of bizarre love triangles. Natures Nutrition bought
fruit and beets and tofu and radishes.
Had a conversation with a cute girl with bright eyes,
read “Visions Of Cody” watched “The Counselor” in
dark suburban night. Ate pistachios rolled up hoop
house, pulled weeds out of planters as my mom read a book,
I awoke. Happy to be alive. Sun shining outside. Here and Now is what it is.
Not nearly Dead Yet this brief life I still live. Enjoy it while it lasts,
cuz it goes by so fast. Two chipmunks run past my feet
as I walk out the door. New York license plates radio
news Palestinian teenage boy burned by Israeli Zionists.
Garden State Parkway ride up north. Construction Lane Shift
Transit XM too, Beck, Peter Tosh, Jacob Miller, Toots,
The Wailing Wailers, The Ohio Players as I drive through
the rows of pines. Accident south side, hope everyones alright.
Merge up over Driscoll Bridge, Anthony Kiedis singing the blues.
Pearl Jam doesn’t wanna take what I can't give.
I stop in Clark pick up my friend. Live chimes in as
the angel closes her eyes. Your long tangled hair stuck
to my chin. Boy Meets World Girl. Topanga Corey back
at it again. R.E.M. Tinton Falls mile marker 101.9 WFAN
New York! Read poetry at Ginsberg’s grave with Paris.
Laid out books and pen and crystal. Read this one.
Just For Tonight. Graffiti 12th Cubical Mens Room
Syracuse Airport. ‘Back On Times Square,
Dreaming Of Times Square’ on film
no audio. Psychedelic mushroom left next to foot stone.
We leave two rocks. Back to apartment with dog that
bites my shorts. Down to beach in Mantoloking
rt. 35 drive by places i used to work. Urban Empire no more.
Sunoco's boarded up its doors. Cool wind under dunes texted
bout jamming and walks in the park.
Sold plant buds drank kava kava to self induce sleep.
Its kinda like prison these schedules we keep.
Built To Spill back into the glow song moment creation
leading to tune. Free form studio alone in room roots of
creation shaken the speaker stage sound now emotes emotion.
Played songs in back yard to the birds wishing I wasn’t alone.
“Alison”
my aim is true. my aim is true.
I awoke. To Prince garden festival getting paid to sit chat relax with J.
Contemplate life relationships while the band plays
underneath big green flowering tree pop up
tent. Wagon Wheel. I shot a man in Reno just to
watch him die. Hope I sing that song in Reno before
I watch me die. Hope I make it back to islands, new
islands, Africa, Central South Americas Alaska Canada
in between, Seychelles. Hope have midnight romance
in Paris, Greece, Make love in the streets-
Harmonica bend extent into emotions we feel.
Grab rain barrel squeeze into car Subaru OutBack.
Steal moments of time away in mind for later written poem.
I awoke. Awake ate fruit drank after blender macca cacao let out rims
of thought WBAI on drive the man make me need money,
the man make me need job, cute beautiful
woman-ness with bangs and smiles and laughs.
BT spray Organicide sunshine heat humid thunder
lightning storm threw night rain wet ground morning. I’m
mourning you and you haven't even left yet.
My pink phone makes smile in the light of moon beam
secure my being to the rest of the being that we make up.
Hospital ER foot puncture wound clean pebbles dirt
Dr same name. Lidocaine
burns shot Tetanus in arm shoulder muscle.
Marissa Alaska bound adventures
that I only wish I could take
she escape black hole Jersey
Shore pyramid scheme of success
New faces landscapes, earth forms
spiritual wandering reckoning of
the soul. I glow with passion and joy
for her and all she’ll do-
Pure worker, healer warrior of
the world-
Glad to be on same planet
at same time,
Comrade sisteren familia,
with love I hope you find yourself
exactly where your supposed to be
alwaysalways
and forever
write letters,
Pull weeds from the earth around plants that are more desirable,
I am a man
I am not a machine
Schedules don’t work right
for my body.
I write because the history of the world
is caught up in books,
The Police, Portishead the battle over contraceptives
and the woman's right
to prevent birth.
Silence the music of mind dirt under fingernails
on arms, kneecaps
youthful energy emotes
from gathered nuances of truth
Scoop doop she doop. Roll in mud
lick my tongue, ponder time creation
impermanence decay loss body inevitability
I love too much-
I love too hard-
Love dove love grub dollar from guy in park
Santa Barbara 2011.
Now present,
I saw you singing bold on stage belting out emotion raw
bitter sweet melody bleeding from under neath
the skin that is your lips. Arms circling around up
centered. Ain’t no use in calling out my name girl-
Hat flopped around ears blonde strands of hair
hanging angelic soft as you move room threw
vocal tone note,
and songs about love
always come
when theres no one
to kiss,
and songs deep on life
always come
when theres someone
to miss,
and yea girl I sing too
its good for the soul
but I’m just a poet
with a guitar,
trying to describe the magic
I saw,
In song...
I awoke chiropractic crack pen line precise in thought calibrated to the scale of now
Lebron Cleveland marriage at last yeah linger on with your pale blue
eyes, On The Count I fold clothes hangers write letter to prison cell
world apart I feel he’ll never get
out,
out,
out
out of my mind
out of the box, whats
expected
of poem
of me brain life
now
push
ing
30
I fear
loosing years
being stuck
in things I don’t want
to be stuck in -
live in states
I can’t grow up in
I awoke scared lonely yearning for travel yearning for love yearning
for something more. Lazy lazy day. Meatloaf the band
2 outta 3 ain’t bad, as we enter Jamaica Queens bridge
prophetic tone, yea
the money comes, and
the money goes
round and round
flirt some more
round and round
shirts on the floor
round and round
lips touching lips
round and round
drip drip drip
your hole around
my, -
I exist for this.
No seriously
scientifically speaking
this is what we
were born to do
Glasses push up nose
grows when you lie
and I cry all the time
when I’m lost in my mind
I fall in love every day
and my heart always breaks in its wake
tender tender moments
grab me from behind
whisper sweet in ear
warm breath on neck
make complete baby
I don’t care -
I awoke with a boner
and kinda having to pee
I dream of sex all day
and night -
I dream of dreams when
I’m asleep while I’m awake
I dream of things I want
that, when I die I just can’t take
possessions worthlessness embroidered on
my palm,
once you attain
then you are gone
life is a serious serious joke
and I haven't figured out the punch line
it happens and then it don’t
deal with dealt, smile
at least you felt something
while here,
I hear stories of loves
go un-noticed
I hear stories
girls and boys
and
women
and
men
I hear stories of
hearts and lovers
and friends
I hear stories
of stories now all
in my head,
forgotten
It’s better to burn out
don’t fade away
text message yes it matters today
pumpkins smashed bald head smiles
Joni Mitchell’s singing about California again
schools and prisons
poetry competitions, sensual women
with red lipstick and tight dresses
book deals
publication,
and I just want to pull your hair -
and bite ya lip -
and make you -
and lick your -
and I just want to
run my tongue up and down,
yeah I never cared much for rules
and how things are rationally supposed
to be done,
I like to live off instinct
off feeling off emotion off
love,
off what moves me
the box is not a natural shape
and life is something that we can’t
contain the essence of in our
preconceived beliefs of how things
are supposed to be,
me not right
but there is no wrong
the semantics of made up
words, we live in Babylon
Empire Church
yeah the money comes and
the money goes
like the fronts of storms
and our favorite shows,
we mourn the death
or our relationships
last breath
life support
checking our coats
at the door
as the rain lightning thunder
settles its way across the face of the moon.
I awoke, Stop Urban Sprawl! meet again at high noon, spray paint
note, Earth First Liberation Front Animal stories battle
for whats left,
as we drive circles, circles, circles, and circles around
Crater Lake peaks,
down 299 up Mt. Shasta, McCloud
toward Big Bend hot springs
soak with trees and bugs and streams and creeks
as we walk Redwoods talk
to us in our sleep, bound
by mission and life and passion,
LSD portals draw close to dirt
ants looking up vines climb
connected underneath inside
Free Palestine! Gaza Israeli terror
killing terror kill with bombs
and bullets,
It’s in your heard
West Bank
I awoke.
I awoke
I awoke
I awoke, movie script and classic, Dog Day Afternoon. Truth. Played music
sang songs for days to people, I make emotions tangible to the
eyes and ears. Yes artists don’t create just capture. It’s here with
or without us we just manipulate Deltron 3030 arrogance of ignorance
chanting USA Gorrillaz Mathew Powers dumpster dive squat article.
I awoke film study Buddha mind consciousness. Meditation mediates between
the unseen and that in which we touch. Spike Lee tears broken heart
purple sky sunset Bruce, Mason Jennings, Tara Dente, Brett Dennen,
the waves beat sand on pants clouds puffy clouds I wrote new song
blue email news eyes burn nose run. Wood Madison, I sift through
the ashes of time, I sift through the ashes of my mind. Now that you’re
not here what will I do? damn, that girl at the coffee shop
is cute. So many people in one place trying desperately not to look
each other in the eye. Don’t say hi, just pass on by. In another life
I cry for each one and say goodnight before they die. Easy as pie
just make sure you try to be present in moment, now -
sound, bring it back to the breath
sound, can’t wait to get that check
sound of planes getting shot down
sound of the little children in Arizona cages
sound of me letting go of my thoughts
trying to fulfill my dharma
sound of me taking a shit
reading a book
sound of me writing song to get over the blues
sound of my friends helping me with their tunes
playing the strings of my heart
sound of the end
sounds of the start
sounds
sounds
sounds
sounds
AAUUUUMMMMMMMMM
the greatest tragedies
are our own -
you say I’m quiet
but really your just talking
a bunch of stupid bullshit
and I don’t want
to partake
plus,
you have 2 ears
and one mouth for
a reason
so
shut the fuck up
so I can think!
I awoke, rain outside sister surgery wrote down dream, sadness consumes, lonley
in bloom, wish I was with you but not,
not again,
John Lennon
singing it too. Soulsation I turn my head I see you,
strangers and friends, I can’t pretend to be happy.
I barley even look you in the eye these days. At night
I call your name, feel like I might be insane going,
we might be estranged, we might be to blame
for our failures, the universe might tend to unfold as it should.
the universe tend to do as it could.
I awoke to records harmonica, clean record songs. The LP is not forgotten.
Will these songs live on when I’m gone? Will anyone care that I
was here? That I cared? That I shared these beautiful moments
with these beautiful people? Yes all beauty even the ones I don't
care for... will we be forgotten like ghosts in time? Nathan EP yea
it’s all in the eyes. Cooked vegetable Rocketeer organic farm
dirt from down street, I seek connection thats why I write this poem.
All one blanket so shake it before go. I know nothing at last. Fire
Under Paris and rocks and ass earth spinning under feet days weeks
months years,
letters piling up, moving through your fears stories tell in voices we
hear subconscious collect regret as love got away,
the girl with red lip stick
who reads poems invoking
sensual desires love good write
inspire the fire from the well spring
creatively flow
fixate on what makes you happy, on
what elevates the consciousness of soul
Joan Baez all I really wanna do,
stages small
filled with poets word breath
musicians left breast,
I awoke. Drove Hoboken, NY, the end of the line. Caught smiles with
blood with love with friendship in mind. Choked up don’t
cry joint down on the Lower East Side. Listened to mix CD
on train to upstate. Packed kissed held you in my arms.
Pennsylvania Station up past Yonkers as my dear friend
Tara sings about mountains and hills in my ear. Remember us
dancing stoned in paradise, you light up the moon babe romance
in the air. even if you’re there and I’m here watching the hudson
river wind its way north.
I awoke on a train, farms stretching like a giant great plain. Threw up
in bathroom small diarrhea smell. Gut wrenching heaves of
pizza that was supposed to be gluten free. South Bend Rudy
pass Chicago wait sleep on long wooden bench surrounded by
tall huge columns statues, and she's on my mind again,
feels like she always is these days and nights are getting cold
seasons change way. Illinois fades from the place John Hughes
movies capture to farm land, corn and wheat, Iowa black cow
pretty sunset. Drunkards yelling for attention on the Iron Horse.
Biggie Smalls is goin goin back to back to cali cali. To make
you feel my love theres nothing I wouldn’t do, for you to be here
now looking deep and sweet into my eyes, as the sun sets on
the west past trees and cars and god and farms the Supreme
heatwave has me wanting to get all dressed up and take you
by the hand dancing slow romantic for hours,
Nebraska night drive on through the sunset
I’ll always look back on these years with wonder
I wonder what you do right now
are you playing the guitar?
In the kitchen making eggs and pancakes?
are you listening to a record?
Pandora? a CD?
Have you been getting fucked up
and wild in Atlantic City?
Drinking miller light?
riding your quad?
Have you been waking with the sun?
Surfing Atlantic breaks?
Making juices, making money?
Making love that feels like love?
Have you been listening to Blind Melon?
The Dead? Burning patchouli dreaming of the west?
Thinking of the past?
Wondering why I left,
all those years ago?
Have you?
Have you been working in Thailand?
Listening to Dylan with the stars?
Have you been dancing?
Have you seen the threat of martial law?
Have you been thinking of me?
pumpkin picking, hay rides and all?
Have you been making plans in your mind?
Remembering the times we shared
in my room?
at the beach?
work?
rev lounge?
Have you seen the mansions?
Have you seen the squats?
Have you seen the wilderness?
Have you seen the rock formations
called the earth?
landscapes lost in suburban dreams?
I’m giving up on being normal
it dumb,
where we be if Jerry Garcia
went normal?
Kerouac?
Ginsberg?
Teeth fix schedule time work stop
not part of the puzzle
but part of the bigger puzzle of time.
Soup. Breakfast Johnny 99
taken from train with great
drunk dane. Thats 80’s party at Kingsley
I felt so alive. Hope I see you all again
before the end. This life has my mind
flying all the time,
so much beauty
so much pain
River mountain lake stream birds
box car oil car coal car Wisconsin Central line
blow holes threw mountain
rip trees so we can get around
remember me when I’m gone
Cat Power Colorado dawn
factory farm
and who knows
where the time goes
as it leaves us.
Peoples Climate March, Flood Wall St.
in my heart,
as rain falls
as rain falls on us
in Denver -
western expansion
has never stopped.
Horses whip tails
at flies, trucks leave
clouds of dust as they
drive down dirt roads.
Past oil wells, refineries
telephone poles, power plant
new condominium neighborhood
coolie cutter mess of the masses.
Relax and fall into action.
Home of Cassidy
story told of Richie Havens
show by Paco on Kauai
Woodstock dreams and vision
and reality and now
as train makes big loop
up and around I see
the city scape off in the distance
and i think of you Paco.
Union Pacific equipment
failure on track
delay above reservoir,
I awoke
took a phone call of you
telling me of show in Chico
overgrown baseball field
cattle guard grates
alongside CO River
as night-ness creeps in
I find myself at peace again
In rhythm with the wind
wilderness calms the spirit
technological trap keeps us
superficially connected at
all times, but true passionate
human connection is dying
I’m the sweetest thing
I think not
all part of same thing
sweet cheek creep freak
shake what your mamma gave you
money, so they say
is the root of all evil today
canyon engulfs I sleep alone in
seat upright dreaming of sex
dreaming of next step
in human evolution
love to make love on a dark
summer night
love to make love
brings us back to the light.
I look but its not there
can’t seem to find
the dark side of the moon.
I awoke
past Utah night in vein
Nevada pass watch sunrise
with old bride beyond mountain top
lounge car coffee. Heat soup buy
juice eat greens plus over
open sky. Reno divide undercover
fuzz take my stuff cross state lines.
wax e vape cookie break misdemeanor kid
“countries changing” “we don’t care about personal use”
Feds at station in Truckee. They don’t slow
wind way through High Sierra Nevada’s
not high enough, gave peanut butter back.
Back black on me, ride down into the valley
of palm trees and sun and I forgot about this place
I love the place I’ve hung my freedom
stability, my peace of mind on.
wonder what they think back home.
I awoke
Humboldt outlaw county
Police shoot unarm, greyhound
picture ride Russian driver, met kid
from Big Island in Bay area traffic commute.
compute the time of wine jug meth head crash
back to the Pacific at last.
Adbusters McDonalds Green Peace news
West Antarctica is melting, still we drive our cars
up and down coastal towns, tactic up step
old loves don't talk new world being cross
continental divide. Ride on babe, ride on.
Across the sky across the energy caught
up in the lie.
at friends, movie-esque dream sequence drug
life culture lives in repetitive monotonous
mundane existence. Ok we’ll go in a minute
I just gotta do more drugs. Health and human
services of free food, pimp system tax bracket
reparation card. Milk capitalisms utter of
freedom. Escape the bay wicked fun time
Gab Gift science before the time big knife.
Big dude on stage rhyme fast tight slick quick
laugh sack rapper. the taste in music in general
just sucks. Allows mediocre bullshit to be seen
as the norm, as good, as music, no soul, I can’t
get down with that shit.
Reds Pirates Athletics. Jeter’s last game. Giants
Dodgers free speech TV, The Royals, check balance
go walk. explore Eureka brain stem experience
wish car materialize itself with money too. I don’t know
Do do do. Dewy dewy decimal system.
Awoke, awake, I awoke
television football Ocean 11, remake, bad break, eat subway fresh
plastic bag grab rag french fry feast sweet pot. Car pull over ask
direction to bubble bag head shop, make hash, fam weed on lap.
Palm tree float down streets numbered 101, A to E, 14th. Dream a
dream. I can't speak to boredom anymore. Poison in the air. Everywhere
in here. Everywhere is here is everywhere that doesn’t exist,
list this tent card walk sequoia
Old Town found scene writers
talk microphone DJ record drink
bar inspiration flows hope find
artistic spontaneous epicenter of area
while I’m here
while I’m here
I’m still not really anywhere,
am I?
I awoke, stoned lazy slow start, lay around shower up out the door
to sunshine bright pastel farmers market galore, walk up
stream redwood conversation with self here going strong.
Sit in silence long pause thoughts on breath on next. Life
I check my head. I check my bed is the ground I sleep on.
Broke, moneyless love to meet some sweet sweet peop’s
in the trees. Wooded light favorite place to meet. On a trail
surrounded by ancient bark remnant past sister call back
phone break meditative stride. 3 channel bridge walk then
catch a ride. Cute girl from Santa Barbara into the town I like.
I awoke free spirit guide you to what you supposed to do. Plaza pretty
girls, guess what they say is true,
I guess what you pay will do,
float around, float on down
eucalyptus smile world over child
earth freaks unite and share
the bounty of our lives. combined
we all try to change the tides
put humans back right place in
harmony with ecosystem be nice
to each other cuz we’re all that we got.
be nice to our mother cuz we’re all
just a part.
I awoke,
I awoke, I awoke,
I spoke,
for minutes on a phone. Fog back sun breaks noon. Lust and passion and
bright moon truth, lives in bloom like flowers fragrant on our
silent silver spoon. Poverty Amerika, we all got our first world
blues. Open trash can theres always gonna find food. Prude
patience thin worn cuffs. Attitude of street kids think I ain’t street
enough. Think I custy. Sudsy swim through, don’t explain myself
to you. But I been too. I do what you do. Now got room. I publish
and shoot, bullets of proof. Reconciliation, grow fruit. Eat knowledge
of how they rob and they loot. Spiritual war subconscious ill and
the cure behind scene constant appraisal of facts science
technological movie screen phone work rush schedule distract back
to past conditioning of falsity duality, nihilistic approach to life...
beauty swells palm dwells in dwellings of kings throne lost in the sauce
of time. Time, time time is on my side, yes it is. John Stewart, Stephen
Colbert, future project on Toronto. Vancouver. Montreal Fringe Fest
Maine change gather rainbow kitchen wooded cabbage bring ring light.
Still civil unrest in Ferguson tonight. Wait work clip to life things in brain
we kill for change, don't work that way -
Colonial foundation we still race slaves. Mental judicial authoritative chains.
how many innocent put in early graves? Yogic breath work
release free feelings of bliss conscious happiness. Switch
paradigm global archaic order reset, virus spread, we virus.
Other virus to keep us in check? Check check please. Check
one two buckle my shoe. Three four theres so many doors.
Lose focus to see them all. More hang out nothing. Do nothing more.
Don't think too much, smile say hi. So many dogs all around this
town. Brown cloud surround from ground. Cars and lights,
bars and fights
blacks and whites
mental rest unite
one love, one planet
one life...
smoke fills room as I stare at you
enchanted as you conjure passion and pain
heartache yearning, lust love.
Its moments like this that I’ll think back on
when its done,
life impermanent this I hope not
love lasts forever and for always
so they say,
so they say,
pay to play
play to win
swim in the waters of
creation, babylonian connection
resurrection of indigenous life.
Earth the ground feet our guide birds
feather South Park lost caught MJ’s
mustache.
How do you spell mustache?
How do you spell blood bath?
we create in Iraq, Afghanistan, The Motherland
Syria began drone program disgrace to our base
culture on. Senseless arrogant violence that is U.S.
foreign policy. Quality control of souls, don’t give up
the fight. Don’t give up the fight. Don't give up the fight.
Eternal bright plight of human kind. Does kindness exist?
Does mindless insist? With this trick I trip into another place.
I sense another taste that is not in my mouth. As I speak
I conjure sections of weapons and blessings within.
This skin thick thin face bath eat sax forgot purpose drop
hard large Marge in charge of travel log. Madagascar Morocco
not another commercial man! not another rehearsal fam.
I awoke.
fear resistance, water sacred thanks to the forces that guide the earth.
That guide whats behind that. Thoughts materializing plant
spirit heal world. Heal each other. Heal self. Real self not
projection of what you want it to be.
what you want it to be?
you are what you see
not just what you keep,
in your dwelling -
The shelling of Middle East
Thanksgiving, Christmas, Halloween
Black black friday
gluttonous feasts of
the beast -
retreat to ways of old
before write
before Christ
and Muhammad
and all that we know
now breath breathe lung of future
past oxygenated drum beat of
all that shares air, and whats
not there, and don’t you even care?
what they doing over there?
killing our brothers and sisters
killing our forests and glaciers
killing soil, plant types
plankton insects
everything disconnect.
I awoke. From sleep -
tea bag mate leaves
smoke joint to face
finger picking good
sadness on mind as smoke rises
across room
she one day new man
not me, Rubin and Cherise
I wanna dance with you
haven’t gone a day without speaking in months
will we now?
my heart aches
up grade,
slide left to peak
then down again to sea, river level
your hair probably still in my room
3,000 miles away.
Fuck Columbus Day
trim snip quick bud
genocide rape celebrate
fake “finder” of the “new world”
even though people already there.
Land based culture rise from ash
of this age now,
Seattle socialist
shift change homestead break industry
capital gain false sense of progress
too many damn people on this earth
not enough art
not enough learned...
if the grocery store closed its doors
how would you eat?
if you had to find your way
with nothing but you and your cloths
what would you do?
what would you do?
what would you do?
if you awoke.
October 14. 2014
finished in - Eureka California
started in - Brick New Jersey
