As it hangs

As long as you are alive, I think--- There
is the Possibility. And happiness waits for no man
but me. Like the arc of a slow dive that goes on
curving for years toward the surface of this
& reaching the water, finds it is a fish, afterall---
This is my life

idea- craigslist hijacker puts up want ad for someone to teach him to drive their car aka let me kidnap you

what is love but

what is love but one lizard trying to catch the other?

the other one, darting away

the glimpse of

the curve of

a tail. the thought of all those little lizard feet.

its enough to make me cry, daddy.

wear am i going to go with a lizard

wearing these shoes, my boa constrictor belt

made in Turkey by orphans

and love-starved slaves. Where have I seen them before?

All with their heads down, those limp bandanas they wore

wrapped around their heads

they held up their heads,

the snow caps in the background glistening.

show me the winter lizard.

i do not believe he exists.

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show me the winter lizard


I do not believe it exists,

the snowcaps in the background,

their held up heads

those limp bandanas they wore,

those love starved ones-

Where have I seen them before?

Maybe in Turkey. Orphans,

wearing boa constrictor shoes.

Where am I going to go with a Lizard?

Its enough to make me cry, daddy.

the tail, all those little lizard feet.

the curve of

the glimpse of

the other one, darting away.

midnight in paris

The minute I knew he was going to leave, it changed everything. Where I had at first thought longingly of being awake and alone in the apartment, I had suddenly turned attached to the arm of his jacket. These are hard shoes to walk in. Elephant shoes. Now I am on the porch and alone, the neighbor I saw in the kitchen is gone. There is only the lingering chirp of the late night college students two floors above. And I must be talking to the bannister.

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fran lebowitz

This is racism pure and simple. It is not hard to figure this out, and we now live in an environment where it is worse to call someone a racist than it is to be one.

excerpt fran lebowitz interview

The war era?
Right. Every English person that age, always the first thing they tell you is they talk about rationing and what they’re talking about is rationing of candy because they were children. This never leaves them. You would think they were survivors of Auschwitz, you know? "We only got this much candy ever!" I love Nick Tosches as a writer. I think he’s a fantastic writer and he would always be a great choice, I think, but he’s not English so maybe it’s better to have an English person.

Are you still playing drums?