The Family Holiday of America

Riding out to celebrate a holiday of food and thanks
riding through the suburbs to a turkey
in the suburbs of America
Out here I can see my breath in the cold
and it's red white and blue
out here all birds overhead are Bald Eagles
and buffalo and cowboys wander along the highways



Here I can walk into anyhouse and have a home
this is the suburbs
and this is America
sometimes we get lost in cultisacs
but we take our time
it's Thanksgiving
in America
and we are on our way to see an American Family
And eat a turkey
the anti-eagle
My friends of friends I've never met are there
and there are more on the way
when all are present we begin to pray
a couple people leave the room
this is America
any belief goes here
when the prayers are over we eat the food
and praise it too
here in the Colonies
we eat their hearts out with
ham & turkey & adobo pork & squash & potatoes & noodles
everything swims in gravy and sauce on my plate
& down my throat
red white and blue
fills my stomach and makes me fall asleep
on a floor in a home I've never been in before
and when I wake up I sit up
from behind the couch
and I am surrounded by a Big American Family
This This This This This
this is America
And This this is Thanksgiving
America,
thanks for
food family & friends

The Airport of America

Riding the escalators all day in the Airport of America baybee
watching the watches under the counter
where are we going to see art?
to see the Streets Of New York?
right here in America?
the capitol city of the world bay-bee
NGA, the Airport of America baybee
sandwiches are $10
coming to you live from 4th Street NW
are there steps over here?
of course this is America we have steps everywhere
big Ivory, Marble staircases
We art walk everywhere
with our hands behind our backs
Artwalking in America baybee!
the Airport of America Baby



rain snow or cold
look out that window
it's hot outside
this is America
Bay-Bee
Coming to you live from the streets
from right off the streets of America
We are tourist on our own tour
this is America
our car is made of Granite and Marble
and we have the biggest buses too
we are Americans
we are in America
At the Airport of America Baybee

Breakfast in America

The recycling is all over the floor because there is no place for it
The heat is off it's cold and I'm coughing
in running pants and other clothes I found on my floor
My coffee pot only makes 4 cups at a time ensuring a fresh cup everytime
Half of the house is at work the other half in bed
The yogurt I ate was incredibly cheap and I have eggs too
I turn off the furnace to calm Freddy Kruger a couple runs from Starbucks
standing on the porch people are sniffing a man is sniffing
the bus stops at a light a girl wipes her eye the pause becomes a metaphor
the stairs creek
the roof leaks
the news is always bad
This is Breakfast
Go America Bay-Bee!



This is America
everything has a remote
I wish my coffee cup had a remote
I would send it to get more Half&Half
instead we drink coffee in the kitchen like a family
like the Bearenstein Bears
The cops are patrolling outside
did I mention this is America Bay-Bee?
(I should have a job coming up with catch phrases for the troops in Iraq)
Still reaping the benefits of my forefathers
I was raised by TWO gay couples
anything goes
This is America Bay-Bee!

Twilight Zone

Real Tales of True Americans of the Nation's Capital

This is a true tale of American Heroism performed today by NoN other than my friend and roomie, Andrew Bain. You see, Our landLord threw out a bunch of stuff from the basement and onto the curb. This caused the trash collectors to avoid even our legitimate garbage for over a week.

Then our Hero stepped in;

1) Assessing the situation.

2) Straightening out the piles.

3) Duct taping things together for easier pickup.

4) Calling the District trash collectors for "bulk" pickup.

5) A much neater and organized pile of trash.

Eric Gregory Powell



Francis Michael Terzano

Evaporative Life

tires of parked cars slowly turn and slowly peel away
from the curb and cold pavement street
parking places are left behind for other later folks
during colder months the night is winding down at not even 12
there are suddenly a lot of people on the sidewalk
talking walking sirens collecting cars and people by the curb
everybody has somewhere to go but me
I'm standing by the subway and today 's the day I have no job
life sometimes offers interesting opportunities
when things from out from under you disappear
before you really realize they were there
the things I thought I had are gone
from here and reform over there

Getting a Ride

come on we can go to the Raven
the door sounds like squeaky bicycle brakes
cheap beer
you you
you you
'find-the-car'
parade

Hobart Street

I went to a place that had people in the yard
people on the stoop
people in the basement and the kitchen drinking beer
there were people that i knew
and there were a lot of others too
but it really didn't matter,
maybe, did it ?
there were people that weren't there too
did that matter, maybe too
but the thing that doesn't matter is the thing you say
when you find out the keg has been drank away

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