Fri Nov 17

Hatnim denies marrying a girl in California
I receive another, yet, another good fortune from City Lights Take-Out
A man who enters the shop looking like Senator McCain asks
'how I'm doing'
His wife also has characteristics of John McCain
It is 7pm and I'm drinking a small coffee
listening to what my boss calls 'headbanger' music
(but it's actually more like pop rock)
when people aren't looking I evaporate

Rain in America

there is no sun and
the puddles stay day after day
and the leaves are smashed into the ground
no one will come outside to play
but my feet are having fun
w/ sidewalk worms today



Different States than Life
if life would be so kind to let me die
in one thousand years a piece of dust of me
would form a raindrop high above the ground
no ears or eyes or senses to tell me what's around
but even so i'm whistling to the ground
side by side with other shuttles
towards a splashdown ocean-puddle

Repeating Melodies

Repeating Melodies
on white piano keys
from the old house
coming apart on the corner
inside students? and
young adults? make
their ways through life
the piano stops
and footsteps walk
up the stairs and hall

Sidewalk Coffee?

I always invite people for 'sidewalk coffee.' I meet a lot of people out on the sidewalk. The past couple days a dogwalker named Bryce has been stopping by to drink some coffee on the sidewalk drive.

Captivation

lots of screens of
t.v.s at the bar
lots of screens of
t.v.s at the bar
if you need to see
some news
then you needn't
look far
lots of screens of
t.v.s at the bar

Risk

When I walked in the door last night everyone was playing Risk. Marines always played Risk on the ship. I think that's a paradox or something. Either way Risk is very boring. They could make the game more exciting with metal figures, or sharper game pieces.

Spanish Steps

strong wind combs dead leaves from trees
and onto the Spanish Steps
a girl remembers poetry from childhood
another girl says her favorite poets name
sitting looking down the steps
down the street into town
I write and kick leaves
beep
a car brings me back
the next gust sends a chill up my back
leaves blow down the Spanish Steps
and I write
and brush a leaf from my notebook

Kicked in the Head

Me and my friend Rafal saw this guy being jumped. Went to see if he was okay, and we got jumped. Rafal got punched in the eye by a couple guys. He said three guys jumped me. I don't really remember, I was knocked out from behind. They did kick me in the head. But luckily the scans show that all of the trauma was under the surface and not deep enough to do more than be painful and scuffed. My friend Rafal has a black eye. He might have to get surgery on his cheekbone. I don't have my camera. The last thing I remember doing was setting it down along a fence before I was approached from the front.

Fine Art Photo Opening/Closing

It was good. Better. Than ever.

D'Steel(e) Meeting Minutes

We have sat here before
At this table at Cafe Mozart
This is the place the beer comes in liters
This is the place where Silvia plays her accordian
This is where everyone can get their fill of pils
Where few are on time
Few are sober
All are German
. . .
The D'Steele Society of Poetics will give a reading at Transformer Gallery on P St NW November 29.

Jenn & Jeremy

By a name
I know not how to tell thee who I am (Romeo and Juliet)


I'm pretty sure their relationship is nothing like Romeo & Juliet's, basically because they're both still alive.
But I took this picture and I wrote this quote down in my notebook today.