amsterdam apts

not longing haiku 63-69

singer just a whore
sell her talents to takers
come one come all pay

each interaction
rubs raw the nerves on the back
of my neck shreds them

much too intense for
me to belive that you would
be happy as friends

the right ones just left
the others hung back vultures
they swoop for the kill

i'd tell him & he'd
fall & then we'd both be stuck
with dangling bridges

when you soar and i
know you've stolen my wings i
wish you shot down lame

hovering breathing
heavy snorting and grunting
like the pig you are

that toddling town

monarch

holden's regenerating balls

trying to overcome being neutered, holden grows another set of cojones on his ribs.



going to the vet thursday.

one from sept. '05

strange cargo

thanksgiving 2006!

thanks thanks thanks & then some more THANKS!

no comments

i am unthankful because i switched to their stupid blogger beta crap & now comments don't work on this site and i don't know how to fix it and really can't stand the whole idea of trying more than the hour i just spent looking in the goddamn blogger help board
i need help

wreck

i just got in a car accident.

sort of.

an old guy rode his bike into the front passenger side of my car while i was turning left with a green arrow.

he rolled off the car, bent his bike rim & scraped up his forearm & i gave him the tijuana city of tomorrow shirt from my trunk for his bleeding arm & the $250 in my wallet for his rim.

he didn't want to call the cops, he didn't want to go to the hospital, he had a friend on a bike with him, also 40-50 y.o. homeless missing teeth dirty flannel glinting eyes agreeing i should leave before the cops come.

the front of my car is dented & scraped, i'm fine.

getting it

you reached out & said i got it
if i reach back i'm afraid
i'll get stuck
breaking yours
mine won't break
won't give it away
any more than i get
careful about one thing
and you should hate me for it
but never would

my weekend